Flower is not damaged, flower co-exists with light. Flower retracts
from too much light, its sense of being sings. Relocates breath.
A tiny symphony. True music need not be repaired. Petals observe
the protocol, hold to pattern during wind. Take rain, absorb each light.
Flower repeats anther flower. Is identity a fact? Relinquishing the brush
away from an identity. Another form, a flower.
Yellow in the yard, a finch light near the eaves, and lawn
Sheila E. Murphy
texts that change the conscious parameters of literature, both for readers and writers. from a different angle than these, r.p. blackmur adds: 'poetry: [is] ...language so twisted and posed in a form that...it adds to the stock of available reality.' formerly edited by peter ganick. send texts to Volodymyr Bilyk at ex.ex.lit@gmail.com for consideration...
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