Sunday, March 06, 2011

Your Sunday Poem

This from Virginia Hamilton Adair from "Ants on the Melon."

Second Coming

all the little flowers
fringing the stones
& pale as halloween

dry for a long time now
quiver in the low wind
close to the sand

hanging in there
saving their seeds
dead but not gone

waiting for the resurrection
come again someday
matter of faith


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