Fanny Howe’s (CRF 2009) poem “Margo” was featured on the Academy of American Poets’ poem-a-day series yesterday. Click here to listen to Howe read and reflect on the piece, “a poem of hope for what is not seen.”
Margo
Can she be planted where the corner of the garden’s rocks are down?
I would like bleeding heart or fuschia to redden the banks
In their brief seasons. Rain, rain, Irish rain.
Diamonds on the stamens when the sun goes blind.
And sweet pea, pale pink, pale blue, perfume.
Please, if you can, make sure there is an ash tree, young and tight and green.
And bring back the smell of turf for the burning. Of her. Of me.
Copyright © 2021 by Fanny Howe. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on September 3, 2021, by the Academy of American Poets.