04/05/2014

the idea of green

beaks out
of a motherless egg,

its shovel tongue
thrusting

in the winter’s dark.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

The daffodil anticipates the end of winter, sometimes appearing as early as February in Arkansas. By March, their yellow colors the landscape before everything else has returned to life. “Daffodil,” which has seen many incarnations, continued to shrink each time it was reborn. On the page, the lines are indented at different intervals, hinting at the movement required for the flower to dig itself through six inches of hard ground.

BIO:

Paulette Guerin received her B.A. in English with an emphasis in Creative Writing from Louisiana State University and her M.A. in English Literature from the University of Central Arkansas. She is a second-year MFA candidate at the University of Florida. Her poetry has appeared in SLANT, Cantos, and Euphony Journal online. She has a chapbook entitled Polishing Silver.
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'Daffodil', Paulette Guerin


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