Penstemon Honey

Snowdrops near
Nod to peony
And waterfall buttercups –
Born again
After novae,
After nebulae,
After black holes,
In mountain galaxies.

A hint of pepper’s sting,
A feathery touch
Of primrose,
As I lift the lid
And sniff.
My jar of penstemon honey,
Gold as pine resin,
Is milk of stars.


Poem by Robert Walton

Robert Walton is a retired middle school teacher and a rock climber with ascents in Yosemite and Pinnacles National Park. His published works include science fiction, fantasy, and poetry. Walton’s novel Dawn Drums won the 2014 New Mexico Book Awards Tony Hillerman Prize for best fiction website:

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