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Deep in the Heart

February 25, 2008

The patient roses that stayed in the wood
for who knows how long
till someone came like a prince with a chisel
to let them out fully bloomed perfect
and from something not even rosewood at that
loop around my shoulders
on the high edge of the red Italian chair
like a great collar with a rim of fur
my two hands on garlands
We are becoming more patient together
They having become what they wanted
in full relief and beetle-free carved out
long ago from something not even wood
read under the yellow light of roses
from the filigree lamp like a dust of pollen
The book is Guide to the Flowers
How to be fertile at will
be run over by days and days with the weight of light
How to enter willingly the surface of the dinnerware
How to take up the bees with a gratefulness
How to be patient as if I was sitting down
deep in the heart of wood not yet a chair
awaiting a cool and informative knife

by Allan Peterson

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  1. Ivy
    February 25, 2008 at 12:15 pm

    Gorgeous. Well read, too.

  2. A fan
    February 25, 2008 at 9:40 pm

    Awesome, just awesome. Gives one goosebumps, and that’s the highest praise. Thank you!

  3. Rob
    February 26, 2008 at 4:05 am

    Yes, this is a terrific poem, one of the best of the issue. Thanks.

  4. February 27, 2008 at 1:00 pm

    What a beautifully-conceived and wrought poem, Allan. Thank you.

  5. Allan
    February 28, 2008 at 8:58 am

    Thank you, responders.
    I agree goosebumps (and chills) are high praise, too seldom mentioned as critical indicators. I’m grateful.

  6. February 29, 2008 at 10:18 am


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