Oct/Nov 2009 Poetry

Last Words

by Cy Dillon

Image: NASA/JPL/University of Arizona

Last Words

Here is my poem.

In a dry country
What do you expect it to do?
Grow in silence like March grass under snow?

A simile may be as indifferent as plants or the seasons,
But in all my similes you are the preposition.

(Hypocrite reader:
My Brother,
My Double.)


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