three poems : living things
and your imagination, my imagination, and your worth, my worth.
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1.
there are white flowers on my dark blue jacket i can almost imagine them moving, i think if they had more space, they would if it was windier, maybe this jacket traveled to me from somewhere else a farmer, maybe, in China old quilted cotton maybe the flowers moved for her as she made food in a huge pot blackened from many days over the fire outside, the roses are falling to pieces over their own majesty, weighed down by their beauty i can feel the flowers on my jacket straining toward them.
2.
one of the rose bushes in my garden sends out flowers that are pale yellow with delicate peach edges. how do i earn such a rose? what have i done to deserve her blessing? i scuttle by, bowing my head as i go catching hints of her fragrance she is a queen, the hierarchy is clear.
3.
eating salad is turning away from despair the crunch of cucumbers, the fresh bite of tomato—live, salad says, breathe under the blue sky and pick lettuce from the garden for today, maybe tomorrow grind a bit of pepper, add a ginger sauce your body will love it, your body will live.
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