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Greenbark Ceanothus

Ceanothus spinosus

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Red, White, and Blue



In early March, the toyon berries hang

in embers, fading under pale explosions

of ceanothus—a froth, a kindling,

winter offering itself to spring.


We walk beneath their intertangling,

unsure of this season in our lives.


Then overhead, a scrub jay passes

suddenly from bough to bough,

for that one moment hidden

in its own allegiance to the sky.


—from Rosing from the Dead (WordFarm, 2009)

Photo Credit: Amanda Sparkman

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