photo: ralph murre
The Punctuation
of Ferns
by Jeannie E. Roberts
Like snail shells
nestled in crooks
of question marks,
fiddleheads coil,
cap fronds, within
ponds of noonday
sun.
Spirals unfurl, respond
without question, roll
out the answer,
clarify
meaning in the
fleeting
nature of time; only
to rest, repose, after
accentuating glens,
underlining gullies,
hyphenating ditches
with dashes of green,
upon making their
mark,
completing this
seasonal
sentence, before
fading
to full stop and finishing
with periodic ending
points.
~ previously published
in NATURE OF IT ALL
(Finishing Line Press)
