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Encore Tom Chaney essay, by request: Catalpa's White Week
Robert Stone writes: I saw the photo of the catalpa and thought you might want to refer back to this old Tom Chaney story. It first appeared in CM on May 22, 2011, seven years ago: The Catalpa's White Week
Click on headline for complete Tom Chaney essay, which was post approximately three weeks earlier than today's reprint.
By Tom Chaney
"The Catalpa's White Week . . ."What a strange spring this is! Unusual heat followed by freezation.
With memories of last April's ice storm fresh in mind, we held our breath through a warm March -- topping out at ninety.
Maple leaves emerged tiny and green.
Tickled into early bloom, the silly forsythia gave us gold for a while.
Easter hope crystallized in ice.
The maple trees again were stripped. Ice last April, cold this time.
Forsythian gold ended in black frost.
Shrubs in dooryards -- bleak and brown -- may not recover.
We waited -- a tardy spring finally arrived with belated normality.
I have been anxious about the town's old catalpa tree.
Shivering there in the park, confronting destruction by fire and man's depredation, its white week seemed delayed.
Relieved, we watched it slowly leave and hesitantly bloom.
Catalpas are not much use.
John Ciardi catches the essence of catalpa in his poem by that name.
That tree's a nuisance, really. Long beforeBut this week our tree again "has its arms full of its own flowering now."
A few days of bloom, then showers of white cascading down, swirling around the town's ruins. It stands -- despite fire and bulldozer -- trying to stem time's malediction.
We have the catalpa for
its one white pass . . .Each year at The Bookstore we post the complete poem by John Ciardi in our window through which one has a full view of the catalpa in its one white pass.
Read the poem as the annual beauty across the way fades -- framed by civic fire and man's cruel ruin.
Tom Chaney can be found telling stories, planning his next meal, and occasionally selling books at
Box 73 / 111 Water Street
Horse Cave, Kentucky 42749. Phone (270) 786-3084. email: Tom Chaney email@example.com
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