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May 11, 2005 - A poem about Words

Dandelions.

She asks for Dandelions
but all I have is words.
Words like lemon, mane
or honeysticks
and beaconed yellow
fireworks.

Words,
they might resound
like sepal, petal, stamen -
even floral formula
diagrams.
All these stretch
to summer ankle fields,
near quietened sphere
of where I am.

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