Easter Bread – Tanka By Carol Purington

Spring snowstorm
all day I watch
disappearing like joy
in a swirl of might-have-beens

A blue sky
framed by budding branches —
this stained-glass window
holds another metaphor
of eternity

in a green glass pitcher…
spring is late —
the one who used to pick them
lives in a different time zone

       for Nancy

Good Friday —
hospital talk about death
and resurrection…
no butterflies yet
but here and there a crocus

Spring flowers
gay as those in the garden
where they laid His body —
to rest there,
they thought, forever

Easter Bread
warm from the hands of the new friend —
he reads poems
about the shorebirds I’ve never seen
and I hear their cry

        for Charles A. Waugaman

Carol Purington’s latest book is MORNING SONG: Poems For New Parents.  This is a poetry anthology edited with Susan Todd.   St. Martin’s Press, New York, 2011.  Their website is www.morningsongpoems.com.

Carol’s tanka are posted with her kind permission.
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Images courtesy of antiqueclipart.com.

Author: Ellen Grace Olinger

"He hath made every thing beautiful in his time..." From Ecclesiastes 3:11a (KJV).

6 thoughts on “Easter Bread – Tanka By Carol Purington”

  1. Morning, Ellen – The second poem brings those last days 18 years ago to mind – Dad died on Palm Sunday that year. Thank you for sharing this gifted poet with us and her wonderul words. Have a lovely weekend! Kathleen


  2. Tonight I have been reading some quotes by Julian of Norwich… this one:
    He said not:
    thou shalt not be tempested,
    thou shalt not be travailed,
    thou shalt not be distressed,
    but He said:
    thou shalt not be overcome.
    ~~Julian of Norwich
    And low and behold when I came on to view your posts I find Carol here…Carol who taught me the meening of those words. There are no words that can possibly thank people like Carol who are our guides through paths we could not travel alone. I can only say how much her love had meant to me…
    When I read Carol’s poems here now again…they are gifts that I can take with me to comfort and strengthen and I am thankful…
    In love and gratitude, Merrill


    1. Good to read your comment, Merrill. Thank you. Carol’s poetry and friendship are a blessing! So grateful the blogs are another place to meet and share.

      I think I first read a quote from Julian of Norwich in one of Madeleine L’Engle’s books. So much depth and beauty of language in the writing of all these authors.


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