hibiscus bloom in October
after summer’s blooms long gone
this version reinvents a deeper pink
options for writers to meet on-site
after 19 months all remote
this version reinvents knowing why we gather
The first stanza of this poem was inspired by my friend, Hope Swan, who posted a late-blooming hibiscus in her yard which made me check on mine. The second stanza was inspired by an interview with Priya Parker on On Being called Remaking Gathering: Entering the Mess, Crossing the Thresholds.
Photo taken at my home in Troy, MI.