Bumblebees on the lupin
and I am baking bread
with our lavender, I am
turning on all our lamps
later now and the clouds
are diaphanous again, no
longer threatening to dump
all of winter out on top
of us—it’s equivocal,
spring, the way its rivulets
run, silted all through
the snow, bright as enamel
and twice as hardy, until
it has arrived and you
are in the midst of it.
We can have honey
on this bread, if
you want. It’s still,
it’s finally warm.
Devon Bohm received her BA from Smith College and earned her MFA with a dual concentration in Poetry and Fiction from Fairfield University. After serving as Mason Road’s Editor-in-Chief, she worked as an adjunct professor of English. She was awarded the 2011 Hatfield Prize for Best Short Story, received an honorable mention in the 2020 L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest, and was longlisted for Wigleaf’s Top 50 Very Short Fictions 2021. Her work has also been featured in publications such as Labrys, the graveyard zine, horse egg literary, Necessary Fiction, Spry, and Sixfold, with more poetry forthcoming in Sunday Mornings at the River’s Covid anthology and Hole In The Head Review. Her first book of poetry is due out in November 2021 from Cornerstone Press. Follow her on Instagram (@devonpoem) or visit her website at http://www.devonbohm.com.
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