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A Gift of Daisies

08.05.18 Posted in today's words by

Carole Towers’ most recent poem to appear here was “At the Center of the Radiance of a Star” (May 2018)

A Gift of Daisies
By Carole Towers

How white the daisies languish
the window above the sink
while evening rustles from the faucet
marked blue.

A light rain caught in the night wind
frets outside the window
until I let it in, until I say; come
you are as comely as the cat, come.

The night is sweet and dumb.
There is an animal in it.
Someone is out there crying:
he loves me not, he loves me.
He loves fields of children in white dresses

Such pain is soft; a pungence of darkness,
wet cedar and decay.

One Response to “A Gift of Daisies”

  1. Charlene james says:

    This is lovely. An essential poem.

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