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JuanÂs Roses
by Maureen Glaudeyes, your surprise gift of this rosebush
carried in its burlap to my reading
should winter well again
bundled up as promised
now outliving you
03/21/2006
Author's Note: Tanka Draft.
Photo Credit Maureen Glaude May '05
Called a "Carefree Rose," my first-ever rosebush, is
a gift from poet Juan O'Neill almost two years ago. Juan had been asking about it recently, as he often did, since my husband and I planted it here. Juan had a devoted passion for roses, and after I performed at the latin reading one evening, presented me this on-stage. I took several photos including the ones above and gave the copies to him, for whenever he missed the blooms.
Posted on 03/21/2006
Copyright © 2024 Maureen Glaude
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 03/23/06 at 01:47 PM I can almost smell the blooms, what a wonderful thing gifts are... They live forever in our hearts. Beautiful tribute to the giver is your poem.... which also speaks well of the reciever! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/24/06 at 03:15 PM Both sweet and sad. Fitting capture in photography and words. I hadn`t fully realized Juan`s affinity for roses until Lynne brought a few for the mantle at his memorial. |
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