Lilac Hymn

lilac blossoms close up

Another iPhone 6s Plus shot, zoomed in tight

When we first met in Maryland, I fell in love so hard. Because I knew how much she liked lilacs, I left a sprig of blossoms pinned beneath the windshield wiper on her ’65 Volkswagen so there could be no doubt. Years later, there were lilac bushes at the first and only house we’ve ever owned, and much more besides, including what we planted: apple trees, grape vines, lillies, irises, roses, cosmos, tulips, daffodils, peonies, crocuses, forsythias, magnolias, English walnuts, and an ancient hollow redbud tree, where every spring, a six-foot blacksnake would appear and eat the eggs of whatever birds tried nesting there.

It’s been sixteen years now in northern New Mexico. The place is full of lilacs. Almost every house along the paved road from our neighborhood down to the highway has blooming lilac bushes. Purple mostly, but here and there a white one. The white lilacs are a symbol, I think. She loves these the most and often mentions them. Today was different, however. Early this evening, just before or after supper but before the sun went down, she stood beside the kitchen window looking at the lilacs by the vacant house next door:

“We had a home once…” she said. “When we have our next home, I want to plant white lilacs. White lilacs, and purple ones, too.”

“Absolutely,” I said, hoping that I understood. “Absolutely. Yes. Of course.”

John Hamilton Farr lives in Taos, New Mexico, U.S.A. with his classical pianist wife. “Possibly the only place I can get away with this,” he says. As New York Times best-selling author James C. Moore (Bush’s Brain) put it in a review of John’s first book, Buffalo Lights is the work of a man attuned to the world who sees it differently than you and I and writes about it with a language and a vision of life that is impossible to ignore.” John is the author of BUFFALO LIGHTS, TAOS SOUL, ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE, and THE HELEN CHRONICLES. He has been publishing online since 1996 (Zoo Zone, Farr Site, MacFaust, GRACK!, FarrFeed) and blogs regularly here at JHFARR.COM. See also → John’s Twitter profile, Amazon Author Page, video channel at YouTube, and website photos at SmugMug. To email John, please see CONTACT INFO on About page.  

  • James Moore May 17, 2016, 8:55 AM

    You’re breaking my damned heart here, John.

    • JHF May 17, 2016, 8:56 AM

      You and me both.

  • George May 17, 2016, 11:07 AM

    My late poet friend Crysta Casey used to quote (Robert Graves?), “the difference between the poet and the insane is, poets write it down.” Leave it to Walt Whitman to write it down: When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d.

  • Marti Fenton May 18, 2016, 12:20 AM

    The lilac I planted five years ago bloomed this year for the first time. Each year the frost would stop it cold (no pun intended). This seems the perfect spring for lilacs. Perhaps it is a good omen. Now I know my lilac is deep purple and its aroma is intoxicating and glorious.

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