Susie Nudelman has been a member of Trinity her entire life. Her husband, Ed, has not been here quite as long – but close! Accomplished scientist and poet, Ed recently realized that this poem of his is pertinent to the current global circumstance. “Backyard in April” is included in his forthcoming collection, Thin Places, but we get to preview it here! Thin Places will be published by Salmon Poetry (Ireland) sometime near the end of this year.
Poets, follow Ed’s lead and send us some work to share! firstname.lastname@example.org
Backyard in April
Praise for kingdoms in a spoonful of stagnant water,
universes hidden in the super-saturated air.
For this flooded grass, once a green cathedral
of clover and bee, now flattened and brown.
For drowned slugs, beech leaves
floating over them, like unused life preservers.
Praise for the duck pool, brimming
with brownish goo, I dip both hands into,
cupping palmfuls of water-bear and larvae,
unsung heroes, vacuuming the smothering algae.
Praise for disarray and transition, this familiar place
run amuck, that doesn’t need me to succeed,
for ripples of hesitation waving through me,
as I embrace uncertainty and impermanence—
that my seasons in this place are limited,
accepting that struggles are sure to come.
Praise the gray hues, the granite and silica,
the unfiltered raw essence of newness,
and this dripping garden shed, gently slumping
toward ruin, framed by a hemlock’s green lace.
Written by Ed Nudelman