✨ Black Elderberry
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Black Elderberry
Sambucus canadensis
Little mother,
waiting in the branches,
courtyard changing
summer heat to long snow.
Child waking from a nap
of decades passing, leaves
yellowing, falling,
coming green again.
Window light
glancing through jelly jars,
quivering violet
on the blue-stained table.
My wild elder, wisdom
in a fragrant corymb,
elixir in a beetle windstorm—
gold wings, and blue.
—Jules Jacob and Sonja Johanson
✨ Come hear Jules Jacob and Sonja Johanson read from their new collection at our Year of the Monarch garden party in October!
Poem and illustration from Rappaccini’s Garden: Poisonous Poetry, White Stag Publishing, LLC, Copyright © 2024. Used by permission of the publisher. Photo by Alla Kemelmakher, Creative Commons, via Unsplash.
This is so lovely
“Glancing through jelly jars”