Janet Cannon Poems
- At Six Thirty Sharp we meet by the fresh orange juice stand...
- Would-Be Friend phoning at eleven solstice day having ...
- Cry Of The Crocuses in the back yard garden under the ...
- Rush Hour rambling country road geese, sheep cows, horses
- Ling Ling when they removed her baby panda dead in ...
Janet Cannon is from the Boston area originally, but she has lived in Manhattan, San Francisco, Taos, Tucson, and Seattle. She is a graduate of the University of Iowa where she also did graduate work.
Janet Cannon has been an editor at Scholastic Books, and a technical writer and editor at several major high-tech corporations. She has taught writing and language arts at the Taos Indian ... more »
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Cry Of The Crocuses
in the back yard garden under
the kitchen window the crocuses
have arrived donned in deep purple
white yellow and mauve shawls they
are peeking above the moist ground
announcing spring is here quietly
inviting the change to warm day
attire like a visual telegram reminding
us that cold and insensitive time
are waning happily their bursting
blossoms like nature’s jack in the
box surprise in technicolor their petals
leafed in mortal fragility expose
floral vulnerabilities after shades of
gray days in black and white ...