Wednesday, 12 March 2014

A Høeck poem from Palimpsest

ode to  flowering

i own a money
tree or paradise tree or
whatever the name

of it is (crasu
la) that has only flowered
once in forty years

but what a show like
the milky way on a star
ry winter evening

since then i’ve treated
it too considerately
if the truth be told

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