Because in the land of milk and honey / the almond trees bloom in January...
Because in the land of milk and honey
the almond trees bloom in January,
“The New Year for Trees,” Tu B’Shevat,
falls in the dead of winter for us.
So we feast on dried dates and raisins,
oranges and preserved citrons,
any fruit that can be bought or saved
for this holiday completely out of season.
Though when the cold is most bitter
and the days no longer than in November
the only revelation is the almond:
hard and brown, but richer
when ground down in the mouth
like two thousand European winters.
-Maia Evrona (first appeared in Valparaiso Poetry Review)