Caylin Capra-Thomas

Sep 5, 2024 | theadroitjournal.org | Caylin Capra-Thomas

I’ll never get over them—I won’t even try. Color, fragrance, notion: lilac. If in New England you come across a stand of them in the woods, you’ll find a cellar hole nearby—someone’s bygone home. Common lilac is native only to the Balkans, so every spring wind’s purple whiff was at some point uprooted and transported to you—unless you live in the Balkans. Inflorescence: the flowering, so many small lives attached to a central lifeforce, flourishing.