We’re now past Easter and well into spring. For this third Sunday night poetry night selection riffing on “love, death, and the changing of the seasons,” here’s a poem about the changing of the seasons, which (in the Christianity-influenced Western tradition) is also a poem about death and resurrection. It’s by Louise Glück, who wrote the second poem I posted in this series, “The Triumph of Achilles”; this one is titled “The Wild Iris,” and is written in the voice of the flower:
