Spring is exploding with asparagus.

In the North, we are over winter’s old menu ­—

now old men dive into buckets of red rhubarb.

Peapods inspire ravenous, flirty lines.

We are trading old winter’s menu for

new baskets of mizuna, arugula, green garlic, and spinach.

Peapods inspire ravenous, sultry lines.

I am seduced by radishes

and feel dizzy from baskets of mizuna, arugula, green garlic and spinach.

Wild ramps and morels are more fleeting than gold.

I am seduced by radishes

and the spring wind’s warm caress.

Wild ramps and morels are more fleeting than gold.

And now old women too dive into buckets of rhubarb

reveling in the spring’s wild caress.

Spring is exploding with asparagus.

(by Sarah CR Clark)