Wing Tek Lum
Warmup Image:
Co-constructed poem:
a tree in winter
A tree without leaves—-a winter tree
grace
graceful trunk, twigs with the promise of hope sprouting
thorns-growth-curves
craggy branches
The tree's life is being challenged by weather. But it thrives.
Veil, interweaving of delicacy and strength
The skeleton of the tree. A winter view
Plum Blossoms by Wing Tek Lum
Cold mountain winds scour the valley.
A hush descends upon the hard earth,
betraying no tears.
The gaunt plum hugs the river.
Its branches, shorn of leaves,
reach out like stark cries
in the Winter night, a spider’s agony.
Yet nubs of blossoms
nudge through the crinkled bark
on one twig, then another.
Buds nestle in crooks and crevices,
white as frost, grudging smiles,
a compassion nourished from within,
seeking air, seeking light.
Reflective writing prompt:
Write about the harbingers of Spring.
