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1. imagine the rose
by Kathleen Wilsonimagine the rose petals
wither and fall
into a bowl back home
count the days
until our return 05/13/2008 Author's Note: posted from Shanghai, China.
We just got here! I left some drying roses
from a poet friend to let their petals
fall while we are gone. Wrote that on the plane.
Posted on 05/13/2008
Copyright © 2024 Kathleen Wilson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 05/13/08 at 06:37 PM Isn't it great to know nature-as-artist is at work while you are away. Have a great trip. Thanks. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 05/13/08 at 07:35 PM Wow, Kathie! Beautiful poem. How close is Shanghai to the epicenter? Let us know how things are. I saw the news this morning (guess you can tell my mental world map is quite vague as to chinese geography) and was horrified. I would be fascinated to hear what you find, maybe in your journal? Please have a safe trip. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/19/08 at 07:30 PM Where are you now, Kathleen? I love the gesture of the falling petals as time promising your return. |
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