For Maya

This poem was written for the Poet Carol Lynn Pearson. I bring it here today, dedicated to Maya, whose exquisite, spare poem “Timepiece” shook my soul with sublime simplicity, and didn’t leave my mind all day. Faucon's thoughts for Maya made me think of this poem . . .


Carol Lynn

I write bouquets
Arm loads of lilacs
Dripping rich purple perfume
Great cataracts of carnations
Splashing rainbow hues
Hibiscus and hyacinth
Opium and orchids

How I envy
Your
Single
Perfect
Rose


©Edwina Peterson Cross