For Jane

By Stephen Stepanchev Stephen Stepanchev
I know that rarity precedes extinction,
Like that of the purple orchid in my garden,
Whose sudden disappearance rattled me.

Jane, in her way, is also beautiful.
And therefore near extinction, I suppose.
She is certainly rare and fragile of  bone.

She insists she is dying, day by dubious day,
And spends her evenings looking at photographs
Of  her mother, who never believed in love.

Rare Jane, I worship you. But I can’t deny
You access to the endless
With its river of cold stars.

Source: Poetry (April 2013).


This poem originally appeared in the April 2013 issue of Poetry magazine

April 2013
 Stephen  Stepanchev


Stephen Stepanchev is the author of eleven collections of poetry, including Beyond the Gate: New and Selected Poems (Orchises Press, 2005). He is professor emeritus of Queens College, cuny.

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SUBJECT Living, Death, Time & Brevity, Relationships, Family & Ancestors, Men & Women

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