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daisy poems Poems

still life as a portrait without likeness

A hanky unfolded or folded you have been both

A broken feather 

A book both closed and open with blank pages showing and on its end

A riff on a ruff with a ruffle

A posy of roses

A cabbage leaf and whole cabbage

What are your limitations, objects, shadows?

Are you a gardener or is it the broken veins that link you to a cabbage leaf ?

We curate ourselves in this way today