Christmas Cactus


This is the 27th poem in Valley of Blue Hope: Poems Before and After Diagnosis of Cancer. My Holy Week poem, “Christmas Cactus” appeared in in the Fall 2011/Spring 2912 issue of Assisi.


Christmas Cactus


You know the light is right

when in the window facing west

the Christmas cactus drops a spent bloom

in wet April at Holy Week’s advent.

Hours shut in darkness, the ancient plant

flowers twice a year, thriving in dryness

and morning chill at Christ’s birth

and now at his death. I stoop before

the profusion of color in our valley window

for the spent blossom, a lovely promise

someday we’ll find ourselves the right darkness

and light to thirst, flourish and die

on a Good Friday in our blue valley home.