This poem is taken from PN Review 168, Volume 32 Number 4, March - April 2006.
Eight PoemsDog Rose in June
Pink petals flare in the hedge:
Rosa canina , rose of the dog days.
Gently I splay the petals, bend and sniff.
The whole flower gives off sweetness,
Pungency deeper in.
Such heat this evening, come away from the path.
To One who Accused him of Writing Hate-mail
Not hate-mail: love-letters -
Read them again and see.
Love wounded is no angel: a wild beast,
Bellowing in distress.
Meditation
In your quiet room, the flux of candlelight:
You listen for things passing.
You shed the past like skin - I could believe
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