Two Years On: A Poem - WhoWhatWhy

Two Years On: A Poem - WhoWhatWhy

Missing the jolt of love learning to live without   Facing an end to joy holding fast to what’s left   First warm sun of spring, the cherries’ (“loveliest of trees”) incandescent bloom, baby-skin touch of magnolia petal, Love’s Labor’s Lost in the Delacorte’s open air, Pavarotti and Freni crushing La Bohème at the Met, lush light of late summer dusk, tart-sweet crunch of new-crop macs, black-and-white hush of all-night snow, the afterglow of you…