Friday, November 26, 2010

November 1968 by Adrienne Rich

you're beginning to float free
up through the smoke of brushfires
and incinerators
the unleafed branches won't hold you
nor the radar aerials

You're what the autumn knew would happen
after the last collapse
of primary color
once the last absolutes were torn to pieces
you could begin

How you broke open, what sheathed you
until this moment
I know nothing about it
my ignorance of you amazes me
now that I watch you
starting to give yourself away
to the wind

                                     Adrienne Rich 


  1. Those flowers are beautiful and very interesting....never seen any like them. Enjoy the rest of this long weekend... xo

  2. Kathy the flower heads are the remains of clematis flowers, not all of them dry in swirls like that but many clematis do.


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