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"The Delemma of Roses" by Joe DiMino
The rose, having
no longer
place to go
for even, outside the gardens,
the wild well knows
that beauty, uncultivated,
never grows
.
One does not use
soil tilled
by a scalpel;
and bodies of
unborn
to fertilize
such eyes
cannot blossom
(though the shape
of bulbs)
nor ever produce
for the nose
one fragrance
divinely
pleasing
.