Spring hurts!

Yes, it does.

Hard little nuggets of green

poke the earth,

assaulting the senses with blossoms of

red and yellow.

Hyacinths, drunk on their own perfume fall over

in great heaps of purple.

Greedy birds rip worms from rain soaked earth.

Is it no wonder, when summer comes we collapse

exhausted on warm sands?

Peluso retired from New Jersey state government where she spent many years commuting from Barnegat to Princeton Forrestal Center and offices in Trenton. She now volunteers for several community organizations and belongs to three reading groups and a poetry writing group. She and her husband, Jim, who also retired from state government in Trenton, continue to enjoy art, opera, and gardening.

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