Daffodil Incantation the first hope of resurrection, shoots emerging from the tomb fingers of yellow, aching, mellow, life renewed in swishes of wind as soft and subtle as a faded flannel, silently caressing, blessing each of us with purpose and passion; winter releasing its ashes as we sweep the tenants and leave no remnants of the occupying snow or cold. We bob our heads in unison; we are one. Growth is brave, and the daffodils wave and tilt their heads, proof that life returns from the dead.
Arvilla teaches English Composition for Clark State College. She has been published in numerous presses including Poetry Quarterly, Inwood Indiana, 50 Haikus, Haibun Online, and Drifting Sands Haibun. She also won the Rebecca Lard award for best poem in the Spring 2020 issue of Poetry Quarterly. What she loves most about writing is the kinetic energy– the ability to make people feel joy, sadness, connectivity, strength, resilience, or grief. For Arvilla, poetry has never been about gaining literary genius status but about being down in the trenches with ordinary people who will say, “She gets me.”
Grand Little Things 