Thursday, October 8, 2015

Toward Which the Absent Tulip Flies

Awkward and dressed up
like some great stalk toward
which The Absent Tulip flies –

or tried to fly, but glided by –
she stands there gladly
in the glad rags of her mint-

green gown – looking up
and down like an entreating
bride. I am always by her side.


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