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the salvia September 19, 2007

Posted by guinever in a pictorial walk through the cemetery.
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salvia.jpgPairs of little white butterflies twirled in the purple palace

moths rested on the spikes

a single ladybug sat like a red polka dot on a purple crayon

bees of all sizes, hundreds, thousands pollinated there

the hidden silken threads of a spider’s home, sometimes glistened

this purple home stretched on and on
curving, bending through the grass, this salvia

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1. amy - September 25, 2007

the first time i read this i thought i read “this saliva,” which makes your poem strange and somewhat disturbing. after reading it again, i realized my mistake. it’s much prettier as salvia.

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