This is the 23rd poem in Valley of Blue Hope: Poems Before and After Diagnosis of Cancer. https://www.createspace.com/4598960


Wherever I am, Hawaii, where I was born and raised, is never far from me. The islands are, after all, the place I write about—where I breathe and move and have my being.




Blessed by the soft, curled petals,

the fluted yellow throat, the proud pistil‘s

red-tipped stigma pollen-dusted defies

the valley’s blue cold, seeking the sun.

Ungainly branches lopped last summer

bloom profusely a tropical warmth,

my morning window.