First Friday Poetry: April 3, 2026

I'm joining Beverly A Baird & Linda Schueler in another year long poetry practice. On the first Friday of each month we, and anyone else who joins, write a poem and share it.

It's the the day after the first Friday of the month. This means I'm a wee bit late posting a poem, but I was on the road. I say, better late than never. 

This year, Bev and Linda have organized themes for each month. This month's theme is Earth.

I've been gallivanting around Korea recently where the climate, at least this time of year, is very similar to ours. Early spring was everywhere. I was as profoundly moved by the sounds and smells of the season there as I am here. The earth offers up her gifts, no matter where you are. 

Here is my offering to her and you.  

 
in the earth

that is my garden

no barrier exists

between my body

and the soul of the soil


here is where

i worship at the altar

of microbial deity,

geosmin and

mycobacterium vaccae,

serotonin shifters,

mood lifters,

divine dispersers

of soil joy



Note: Geosmin is responsible for that smell in the air when it rains. Mycobacterium vaccae is both inhaled and absorbed through our skin. Some research suggests that not only does it make us feel good, it has anti-inflammatory properties, may boost our immune systems, and help cure cancer, leprosy, and psoriasis. 


"It's still magic even if you know how it's done." Terry Pratchett