Ode to an Imagined Rose

Cover of Planet of the Blind....man and dog....

What happens now
When, after reading for hours
The winter rain falling
I see again in you
Not beauty but sacrifice?

Lorca says,
“Intelligence, give me
The exact name”
The flower in mind
Dies also

I remember bitter thing
What you were like
Moments ago
Plucked from some garden
Between light and shade

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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