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Flower Anatomy


08.25.10 Posted in today's words by

Rebecca Anne Renner was born and raised in the Sunshine State, where she currently lives and goes to school at Stetson University. While not writing questionable poetry or trying to finish her novel, she volunteers at a wildlife rehabilitation center and complains about the weather. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming at Underground Voices and Liquid Imagination, among other places. This poem stands out for its unexpected imagery and innovative structure. It makes you want to read more, doesn’t it? 

Flower Anatomy
By Rebecca Anne Renner

Things people ignore:
souls are connected with silk threads
to the sternum.

and pears are really women
waiting to be born.
They lie in still life
mourning how morning light
highlights every dimple.

There are two kinds of soul mates:
two seeds planted together,
their children fly on the wind
to opposite mountains,
never to see each other again.

Others are twins
in the ovule that
will become an apple,
they will grow sour
or sweet,
then fall to the ground
with the soles of their feet
touching 
mid-
flight.





2 Responses to “Flower Anatomy”

  1. Jessie Carty says:

    Love that final image 🙂

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