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Selenicereus Grandiflorus

Selenicereus Grandiflorus I planted night-blooming, LARGE white blossomed     cacti in my white garden in Kenya overlooking      the Great Rift Valley.  They were planted so        they could climb into trees at the edge of          my Moon Garden–and the edge...

The Hard Truth: Keats

     The Hard Truth: Keats The myth rides gently on that wasting death. Consumption weakened him as if a spell Were cast by Tories hating lines with breath For weaker ones among us.  He was well In brain and soul, this little giant filled With all nobilities, this...

Dignity in Ritual Petticoats

Dignity in Ritual Petticoats The rose is like a courtly dance in New Orleans two centuries ago.  In shape The blossom has formality as true As layered dresses launched in crêpe De chine across the ballroom floor.  The scheme Of petals in their strata, patterns, and...

The Jewel a Bright Star Gave Him

The Jewel a Bright Star Gave Him . The lover holds carnelian between His thumb and finger (far too late to write More poetry), then palms it there to lean Against his lifeline.  If the stone is white Or red like blood that turns away from life Is well beyond God’s...

If Only Love

               If Only Love L’amour est comme le vent, nous ne savons pas d’où il vient. ~ Balzac If only love were like the wind, as clear And as predictable as on our screens When forecasters pronounce, and as austere As mathematical statements, or...