Magnificent Magnolia

Wisest
welcome's spring,
in her upturned blushing petticoats
and sassafras smile.
One hundred million years of
knowing sacred
history.
In every bloom
receptacles alert-
antennae ears and eyes
to them and us and all
resume the cycle.
She is peace in doves wings
all tinged with brooding bloody gore
and port wine,
but still...
marvellous
"Marvellous Magnolia"
but still ...
power over cold war,
back in the flame
of spring,
with the woods in echo
and even the mossy cemeteries
and old ruins
all charming
will have her
for a breakfast feast
all dressed in cups
of fragrant tepals,
that Belle of the ball
who never stopped
dancing.