peony

Peony

Hangs her heavy head

At spring’s passing.

~~~

Text (c) Jackie Le Poidevin

An odd one to post on the Spring equinox, but I’m catching up as usual and this is for Carpe Diem: Melancholy. Keats told readers of his Ode on Melancholy to “glut thy sorrow… on the wealth of globed peonies”. I certainly do every time ours flower and I realise I’ve forgotten to stake them again and they flop on the ground.

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