Friday, October 14, 2022

WALK #58

I'm not the only poet who's raised the ferocity of flowers in their poetry. Ferocious flowers, like these white-bloomed lovelies who refuse to abide by the lines drawn by hedges. Grin. The images also says something about poetics: break proscriptions and be more beautiful for doing so.



A White-Petalled Flower Disrupts the Hedge's Neat, Green Line


We broke rules

all the

way


to the most

satisfactory result:

Beauty


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