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Judith A. Brice: Prolepsis of Emerald

On the calendar we see the bold

square, marking the number 21 in March, 

marking our hope, our deep breath—

21, our emerald prolepsis, our brain’s fast synapse

between withdrawal and its violet crocus, 

the winter melt to come.


We’ve counted the moments, assayed the cold,

wondered at the endless shovels of snow 

below the solstice, her collapse of light

and retreat of color, marcescent now 

to brown, to shadows, and pummeling white.


Yet that squared 21 on our calendared month

reminds that time moves on, blossoms

to peach—  even tugs on all yearnings yet to come.

Copyright 2019 Judith A. Brice

Judith A. Brice’s books include Overhead from Longing (David Robert Books)

Crocus Pickwick pushing up through the snow. [photo: Longfield Gardens]

2 comments on “Judith A. Brice: Prolepsis of Emerald

  1. Arlene Weiner
    March 22, 2019

    I love the contrasts in the poem–the simple diction of “our hope, our deep breath” and then “emerald prolepsis.” Not to mention “marcescent,” a new word to me. The physical “bold square” standing for the hope of spring. –Arlene

    Liked by 1 person

  2. art solomon
    March 21, 2019

    delightful poem that has readied me for spring. Congrats.

    Liked by 1 person

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