Poui Alert
Alive! The Queens Park Savannah
March is here do you hear
The breezes through poui
Trees dress themselves so
You and i will stare in gasps
Oh how pretty the pink is
But the yellow is gorgeous
Too, still the whites are showy
Enough to arrest our stares
Easter is near, or else
Why the fuss from trees at
The perimeter of The Savannah
© gillena cox 2026
Challenge: to incorporate a landscape or cityscape into your poetry that either mirrors or amplifies your interior landscape (or lack thereof). Be sure to use the examples above to guide you as to what I mean by “embodying a landscape.” Is there a place that’s special to you, that moves you, that has become a part of you? Perhaps you have a memory of encountering a landscape that has changed you or enlightened you? What particulars of this landscape have inspired, comforted, encouraged, strengthened you, or done just the opposite? Put it all in a poem, and take us there.
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