Cherry and Shawl

You appeared so strong

a green trail of memory

emerging in the shadows

of ebullient salvias

my spanish shawl

long gone, and here

tangibly

growing

despite neglect.

 

The brown cardigan,

gold buttons of nothing

the papers, the voice

long gone, each object

signals disquiet.

 

We see too much.

 

Dear chorister,

a blossoming

weeping cherry

does not cry;

Transpose her

pink showers

to intervals,

when suddenly

they appear

 

 

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