Happy Poetry Friday!
This week I attended the Philadelphia Flower Show billed as the nation’s largest and longest-running horticultural event. It’s always a treat in March, when cold winds are blowing, to step into Spring at the Flower Show. An added bonus this year was a butterfly exhibit. One of my favorite displays were the miniature gardens which reminded me of diaramas I used to make for school projects. Of course I was drawn to the literature-themed display of a scene from Alice in Wonderland.
At the Flower Show
i
butterflies alight
sip nectar from cotton swabs
winged wonders
ii
blooms of red yellow blue
pop,
punctuate the air
with sweet smells
transforming the gray city,
the somber city,
into a kaleidoscope of color.
iii
Please come to tea
with Alice and me
under a wide willow tree.
We’ll dine on sweet scones
till it’s time to head home,
tucking our dreams into hope.
Draft, 2023Rose Cappelli
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Oh that miniature Alice garden is so creative! So many ways to make art…I’ve never been to a flower show, and now I realize I must remedy that. xo
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Wow, so pretty. Our garden show hasn’t happened yet! Love the idea of the Alice in Wonderland garden & your “Please come to tea/with Alice and me”, Rose!
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iii is my favorite! I would love to sit down with you and Alice for tea and sweet scones. Yummy!
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Love the invitation to tea, the kaleidoscope of colors. I remember my mother-in-law talking about the Philadelphia flower show, many years ago. Sounds wonderful.
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So many literary devices have been jam packed into your poems, Rose. I was initally attracted by the butterfly- a life long fascination of mine. Winged wonders, indeed.
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Rose, thank you for sharing your trip to the flower show in verse. The third stanza is delightful. The ending line brings ever-faithful hope into the poem. Your photos are lovely. A scone and tea sounds like a wonderful treat.
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tucking our dreams into hope! Such a great ending line, Rose.
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Oooh, iii is my favorite. It’s so whimsical and inviting!
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So beautiful! I love it! A flower show in this cold, windy, rainy time sounds delightful.
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What a lovely scene you evoke in your poem. I wanted to be there! Can’t wait to see flowers in my neighborhood again.
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I’ve always heard such great things about the Philadelphia flower show, and your poem makes me want to go!
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ii is my fav – I’m ready for spring to “punctuate the air”. All three poems are blooming with goodness, Rose. 🙂
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Lucky you, Rose, to enjoy the Flower Show, and clever you to write about it in 3 quite different ways, “transforming the gray city, the somber city” of my rainy morning here.
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Yes, please! I’d love to come have tea and scones and walk among the beautiful flowers. Your poem reads like an invitation. I’m more than ready for my gray city to alight with flowers.
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The Alice Garden! ❤️ I’m ready to step into spring, and your poem has nudged me a few more steps down that inviting path.
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