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five virgins and the magnolia tree

the sweet, rich scent, / the cream and white of the magnolia blossom

Poetry | poetry
March 30, 2023

When we were seventeen or sixteen
and sat in the tennis courts
under the Magnolia Campbellii
—one of the largest flowering trees in the world—
we had lost our senses and we talked our heads off.

Two were to be doctors!
Two students of literature!
One was about to die
and so could not make plans
to heal the world.

Except for her
I forgot the whole lot of you
and of what we spoke
in those hours between
Study Hall and Benediction.

And the good nuns—
if they only knew what
I remember
in the nights of this runaway exile—

the sweet, rich scent,
the cream and white of the magnolia blossom
eight inches across
and blooming strong
way above my head—

they would cut that tree down.


This piece is featured in the Climate notebook, which features art by Katrina Bello. Min Hyoung Song and Jennifer Chang discuss the poem in their correspondence A Migratory Imagination.”