Day 5
Day 5
The Yellow Roses and the Glass Vase
Yellow roses
bred thornless and a
smeared glass vase
third full of water,
all of them serving
this anniversary
or birthday
The roses say
'it is our job to unfurl
as we dry and dying.'
The water says
'I will keep you bright
as I long as I can
be thirsty.'
On the table
life coalesces and
clatters around them-
meals eaten
the homework done
fabric sewn,
days of slow decay
The vase thinks
it is more obstacle than ornament,
the yellow flowers
are memories of paper.
Somewhere out there
there are valleys full of roses
and a clear spring.
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