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Month 1:28

Oh, tell me the name of this smell. Some tincture

of trees? Ointmented pine with maple? Crab apples

smeared underfoot? Or thyme, the kitchen’s elixir?

Oh, tell me its name, this full September-steeping.


by Therese L. Broderick

NOTE: This piece was inspired by my visit yesterday to the home and gardens of Edna St. Vincent Millay. I was transported by the outdoor smells there. The last word plays with the name of the place, “Steepletop.” I was inspired also by a phrase from Millay’s poem “Renascence” — a “miracle / Of orchard-breath…”

About ThereseLBroderick

Independent community poet living in Albany, New York USA.

One response »

  1. Beautiful sounds in this, Therese. So many natural aromas are in medicinal preparations.


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