grieve me a bowl

grieve me a bowl of sunwater, a
leaf of shorn

hills, and I will tend to the soonflower
& remember

the grain – grieve me a thorn through
summer, a

thistle of dawn, and I will tend to the
busy rain &

remember –

5 comments on “grieve me a bowl

  1. adminclouds says:

    So melancholy but beautiful. Lovely

  2. mrsorenson says:

    Excellent poem, in tone, in method, in layering, in economy and intensity.

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