Pink as in Peonies


 I swooned over these lush pink peonies

at the Ballard Farmers Market-

even in the white plastic florist bucket,

they were regal and over the top

and simply not to be denied.

I felt summoned to be there,

commanded to stand in awe and admiration.

The experience reminded me of Mary Oliver’s

poem about Peonies –

a small excerpt below:


…Do you love this world?
Do you cherish your humble and silky life?
Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath?

Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden,
and softly,
and exclaiming of their dearness,
fill your arms with the white and pink flowers,

with their honeyed heaviness, their lush trembling,
their eagerness
to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they are
nothing, forever?

from New And Selected Poems by Mary Oliver 

(c) Mary Oliver