This National Poetry Month I will be posting a sequence of poems, written last year and this year, for others in a series called Giving Poetry. In this series, people request a poem using a title, specific words, concepts, or ideas. After writing the poem, I send it to them, posting it on Facebook and on my blog. This is Giving Poetry.
Resilience. An overheard conversation. Soil.
Eavesdropping on the Divine: for Ed
though we never meant to pry.
We wanted answers.
We needed to know why.
We heard, “The same soil that sprouted
the grass that withers,
and the flower that fades,
nurtures the Word—resilience.”
© February 5, 2015, Robbie Pruitt