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This poem is taken from PN Review 42, Volume 11 Number 4, March - April 1985.

Rhododendron John Matthias

Several years ago, you planted
near my study window something green.
Today I notice it, not just green,

but blazing red-in-green exactly
like the rhododendron it turned out
to be when you said: Look!

My rhododendron's flowering.
As usual, I had never asked, had
never noticed, would not have
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