Roadside Ditch Natura Morta

By James Galvin b. 1951 James Galvin
No one can draw fast enough
To capture the cut
Iris before its form falls
From its former self.
But when we passed a patch
In the ditch,
She told me to stop and she stepped
Down, opening her clasp
Knife. She spared one iris
With an impressionistic
Cocoon on its stem
And cut the flower beside it.
Once home
She rendered in a careful hurry.
She drew into the night as the iris died.
I woke grafted to her
In a vague, translucent hammock of dread.

Source: Poetry (July/August 2013).


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Poet James Galvin b. 1951

POET’S REGION U.S., Northwestern

Subjects Living, Time & Brevity, Love, Realistic & Complicated, Relationships, Men & Women, Nature, Trees & Flowers, Arts & Sciences, Painting & Sculpture

Poetic Terms Free Verse