it is almost time to put the screen door on

The Ten Commandments
plays
in the
background
as i write this.
i planted
pansies
and
roasted
a
lamb
and
everyone
felt
the
sense
that
it
truly
had
arrived.
promises
of
days
of
60.
for
a
stretch
of
them.
and
eggs
to
dye.
linens
to
press.
all
in
preperation
for
Easter.
a
columbine
stretches
from
the
foundation
having
hid
there
two
years
ago.
perhaps
you
will
flower
this
year.
the
smell
of
dirt.
i
notice
a
faded
polaroid
of
my
sisters
and
my
mom
and
me
all
dressed
in
our
Easter
best.
me
in
a
maroon
seer-
sucker
suit.
i
know
that
portrait
well.
i
ran
across
an
antique
porcelain
rabbit
my
Grandmother
gave
me
for
Easter
years
ago.
its
celery
bow
bringing
me
to
her.
my
orchid
is
in
full
bloom.
did
i
tell
you
i
have
had
an
orchid
about
to
bloom?