Dorothea Lasky
Roses
I was much further out than you thought
––Stevie Smith
I wasn’t ok
But no one cared
Beautiful and strong
Is what they called me
I answered the call
That’s what they wanted
Not waving but drowning
They waved back
The roses fell from the gardens
I didn’t even let the butterflies in
I latched the gate
Not waving but dying
So strong they said
They kept going
I waved
I was on my way
I was glowing
They waved
Not dying but knowing
I didn’t even let the butterflies in
They were drowning
I was on my way
To somewhere
Not waving
But drowning
Not waving
But dying
And when I wasn’t ok
The butterflies flew away
I didn’t even let
The butterflies in
Waving and dying
I latched the gate
The roses fell
From the garden
Not blooming
But drowning
Sky black and torn
No butterflies
I didn’t even let
The butterflies in!
The babies fell
From the sky
Not waving
But dying
The roses fell
They were blooming now
With open eyes
About the author
Dorothea Lasky is the author of several books of poetry and prose, including MEMORY and The Shining.