Garden Wireless
How many feet ran with sunlight, water and air?
What little devils shaken of laughter, cramming their little ribs with chuckles,
Fixed this lone red tulip, a woman’s mouth of passion kisses, a nun’s mouth of sweet thinking, here topping a straight line of green, a pillar stem?
Who hurled this bomb of red caresses?— nodding balloon-film shooting its wireless every fraction of a second these June days:
Love me before I die;
Love me — love me now.
Jason Zhang, Tulip in front yard of Peace Catholic School, 2018. CC 1.0, Wikimedia Commons.
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967)
from Corhhuskers, 1918
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada and the United States]
Carl Sandburg biography
Good choice from one of my favorite poets.
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