Wednesday, June 28, 2006

In the Fennel (For Kit)


Sitting among the fennel
i wish i had you here to hold
but unstead i watch the umbels unfold
each tiny flower at the end of the spokes
fingering the yellow air
like light from the cone of myself
touching your hair
from afar.

Copyright 2006 © Paul Decelles

Comment: the light cone reference is from A Brief History of Time.

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