“trading disaster for the hope”

Vandal Poem of the Day: October 24, 2019

 by Robert Fernandez
 
trading disaster for the hope
of panicked black silk fleeing down the mountain
 
I can muster my kind of silk (lavenders
no longer smell as sweet)
 
I can get the veins to work (pumping
purple silver smells as sweetly)
 
I can organize the purple Versailles of my
disaster (purple halls of mirrors
 
might smell as sweet)
from Pink ReefFind more by  Robert Fernandez at the library
Copyright © 2013 Robert Fernandez

Used with the permission of Canarium Books.

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