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Mother's Garden: by Hiromi Yoshida

sunflower, image by pasja1000, on Pixabay

Mother’s Garden

No secret garden, but

exhibited, instead, each

day on Facebook—different sprouts

and blooms each season:

cucumbers, snow peas, eggplants, zucchini, onions,

peaches, Cherokee purple and indigo rose tomatoes, bitter melon;

tulips, lilies, irises, lilac, pear tree blossom, crimson-

eyed rose of Sharon—precariously clambering trellis vines—potential

harvest, unruined by chipmunks and invisible

insects speckling leaves,

wavering in sun and wind,

curling promises. Sunflowers

towered above me four summers ago,

in Mother’s garden, their seedy, pockmarked faces nodding

golden approval. Each Mother’s Day

memories (already captured) bloom along Facebook timelines—

toward the heart’s unravished harvest.


Hiromi Yoshida has been recognized as one of Bloomington, Indiana’s “finest and most outspoken poets,” and was a semi-finalist for the 2018 Wilder Series Poetry Book Prize. Her poems have been published in literary magazines and journals that include Indiana Voice Journal, The Indianapolis Review, FlyingIsland, The Asian American Literary Review, Anima Magazine,and The Rain, Party, & Disaster Society. Hiromi loves to contemplate the oddities of life, such as mismatched buttons, abandoned houses, and birdsong in thunderstorms.

August 2021 issue

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Aug 29, 2021

Such beautiful imagery.

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