Betty Aberlin


Lemon Harvest

The worn doormat says Lemonade as though
my whole existence has followed the quote 
If life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
Here alone will I live, making my rhymes. 
Lemonade my little house, cats, dog, birds.
Inside, a lemon tree plant offers sweet white 
fragrant flowers, dark green leaves, some

Next comes the fruit, green globes hanging so low 
the heavier they grow I have to note
the strength of the branches; watch the green fade.
All who see them say “They are surely limes”. 
And now Van Gogh yellow is dawning. 
Words try describing this Eden hope. 
We meet after bittersweet lives, 
and are reborn.





Betty Aberlin, native New Yorker, actor in musical theater, comedy revues, children's television & Kevin Smith films, published The White Page Poems, responses to George MacDonald's 1880 Diary of an Old Soul in 2008 (Zossima Press). Studied creative writing at Bennington College with Bernard Malamud and Howard Nemerov. There she was accidentally put off poetry by a comment she took literally - "Cousin Betty you will never be a poet" - not knowing her teacher was quoting Dryden's response to Jonathan Swift. So much for higher education. Currently working on a one-act play & feeding the wild birds in a small town upstate, she is grateful and honored to be included in this spiritual volume.