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.

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