Poetry, Rilke Project

Will This Flower Live?

Be near me, Rose,
That I might swallow thee.
Germinate inside soul’s soil.
Learn the tongue of an unknown man.
Will this flower live
Life until composted
Like any other?
Or will this flower
Provide Art imagination
It had not known?

At first, the tongue
Needs space to taste
The breath it shapes
To know what it must.
Not all breath needs
The shape of words,
But survival depends on
How roses fill spaces
That emerge
Inside this soil.

Perhaps only God will hear
This gardener’s song –
But sing,
Still.
He
Knows better than all others
If poets speak
For Art’s imagination
Or just wallow
In Narcissus’ pond.

Rilke Project Number 2, a response to ‘letters to a young poet number 1’ with a nod to Yeats
© Stephen Fuller, 2017

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3 thoughts on “Will This Flower Live?

  1. JAD says:

    My favorite part:
    “…the tongue
    Needs space to taste
    The breath it shapes”

    The sound, the feel, the image around breath and language and taste… Good to drop in on your writing!

    Liked by 1 person

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