He asked for a poem for his dad — “something beautiful and transitory like blossoms or snowflakes,” he said.
He talked about what it’s like to see people change over time, through the seasons.
He told me that in his neighborhood on Halloween, one house always documented all the kids’ costumes so when you’d come back the next year, they would gift you the photo from the year before.
“It’s amazing to see them all growing up year after year,” he said. “You can really tell how much the kids change, which you can miss when you see them every day.”
Listener Poet Ravenna Raven
Johns Hopkins Sibley Memorial Hospital
January 2020
Seasonal
Look how quickly
the snow melts
into spring —
blossoming things
will cast long shadows
over the land
and summer is
coming again.
The seasons teach us
how to feel
at ease with
letting things go
just as soon as we get
used to the snow.
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