May 28, 2015. I wrote this poem for a class last year, led by Lorraine Mejia-Green using poetry by Mary Oliver as inspiration. At the time, our back fence was covered in moonflower vines and I had been on a mission to catch the perfect photograph — sun high enough to light the blooms, but before they shriveled in response to that brightness. Position of vines vs. trees and the morning sun made this challenging. In the end, my favorite image is this one — moonflower calling it quits.
