Still Poem by Jake Adam York
Still
Cut stems seep their color
to the water, and the rose,
still rose, stains the lilies.
Hyacinth, aster, lean
slightly, half withered,
holding sunrise and dusk
Cut stems the color of water
rise, so slowly they seem still,
on small beads of air.
Half an inch since yesterday
afternoon. Water rises.
Blooms bloom in reverse.
Monday, June 30, 2014
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