If you look across the street you’ll see the frost on the grass. The magnificent Iris are still blooming. Yes, this morning the temperature hovering at freezing.
Frosty Morning Iris
Tag: iris
Blossoms on the First Day of Fall
The Iris are blooming again. For the third time in just a few months .
Wordless Wednesday
Silent Sunday
One Hundred Years Ago, Dorothy H. Holley was Born
Tribute to a Friend. Poem below by Liane Norman
Dorothy H. Holley. May 15, 1923 – June 6, 2010
I Dug Up the Iris
in Dorothy’s garden
to plant in the soaked
soil of mine, memorial
to her each spring
when they’ll open
complicated ruffles
and flourishes, purple
or blue with speckled
throats. They’ll rise
out of rhizomes
sprawling at soil’s
surface like the joints
of my old hands
anchoring the tall
stalks and frilly petals.
This morning
in the brief breath
of cool I dug shallow
trenches for this legacy,
this pantry of pollens
the bees prospect,
insects with lives
beyond what the mere
gardener knows.
Liane Ellison Norman, a Madwoman in the Attic, has published two books of poetry, The Duration of Grief andKeep (www.smokeandmirrorspress.com). She has published poems in 5AM, Kestrel, North American Review, Grasslimb, Rune, Voices from the Attic anthologies and the Pittsburgh Post Gazette. Her poem “What There’d Been” won the Wisteria Prize in 2006 from Paper Journey Press.
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http://rutheh.com/tag/dorothy-holley-poet/
DOROTHY H. HOLLEY – POET, FRIEND.
(Click link to see slideshow)
A slideshow, remembering Dorothy. Blackberries on Greek yogurt. Roses, iris and tulips from her garden. The back porch where we’d sit, have tea, watch birds feed and bathe. She wrote poems after viewing the photos of the Mill at Night and The Cider Press. She baked fresh bread and gave me some to take home for Steve. She’d slice tomatoes and make summer sandwiches to share. She contributed many comments on the blog. She showed us how to live life with courage, grace and love. for Pittsburgh Post Gazette obituary click here
Remembering Poet and Friend Dorothy Holley on Her Birthday
Two posts reblogged honoring
Dorothy Holley Poet, Friend post from 2010 click for slideshow
Link to her obituary
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Dorothy Holley’s Iris from her garden are in the photo below replanted by fellow poet and friend Liane Norman, who is the author of I Dug Up the Iris
I Dug Up the Iris
in Dorothy’s garden
to plant in the soaked
soil of mine, memorial
to her each spring
when they’ll open
complicated ruffles
and flourishes, purple
or blue with speckled
throats. They’ll rise
out of rhizomes
sprawling at soil’s
surface like the joints
of my old hands
anchoring the tall
stalks and frilly petals.
This morning
in the brief breath
of cool I dug shallow
trenches for this legacy,
this pantry of pollens
the bees prospect,
insects with lives
beyond what the mere
gardener knows.
Liane Ellison Norman, a Madwoman in the Attic, has published two books of poetry, The Duration of Grief and Keep(www.smokeandmirrorspress.com). She has published poems in 5AM, Kestrel, North American Review, Grasslimb, Rune, Voices from the Attic anthologies and the Pittsburgh Post Gazette. Her poem “What There’d Been” won the Wisteria Prize in 2006 from Paper Journey Press.
reblogged On the occasion of the birthday of poet Dorothy Holley http://rutheh.com/tag/dorothy-holley-poet/
Wordless Wednesday
There are More Buds to Open
The second bloom iris is at it again with a new bloom and there are at least three more to open if they don’t freeze some night soon.
An Iris in November
I think the iris thinks it’s Spring.
Tonight we’ll be below freezing.
Silent Sunday Guest Blog
Contributed by a good friend in Boulder, Colorado.
