hyacinths must get growing pains
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miss_stardust
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A poem about springtime and living alone for the first time.

hyacinths must get growing pains

There are suddenly hyacinths everywhere now.

I have watched everything change so slowly

I have watched everything change so slowly that nothing ever seemed to move at all,

and in my obstinate blindness, I didn't notice

and in my obstinate blindness, I didn't notice that the ground had thawed, never mind that it had begun

to bleed spring.

to bleed spring. I have never seen spring.

Truly I have never lived in any sort of weather -

only the starched, air-conditioned bedroom

only the starched, air-conditioned bedroom in my parents' house, where

only the starched, air-conditioned bedroom in my parents' house, where nothing ever seemed to move at all.

The magnolia trees move, swaying in soft rhythm.

They have peeled themselves like vinyl stickers off

They have peeled themselves like vinyl stickers off the backs of my windowpanes, and they really are

alive.

I know because they wave to me in flurries of dip-dyed pink petals –

like a good diaphragm-laugh,

or maybe like a good cry.

or maybe like a good cry. I cry at everything now.

It must be what happens when you start living alone -

growing pains -

I imagine the hyacinths must get growing pains, too,

from exploding like purple fireworks out of the frozen soil

from exploding like purple fireworks out of the frozen soil in no time at all.

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