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Denis Garrison
her coffin lowered— sweet petals shower from the dogwoods the wind goes by
dressed in white petals spring formal over prairie graves arcs that brooding cobalt sky— a sole blackbird shrills my courtyard
after the journey at last the skylark's song after weeks away over the garden wall sound of the fountain ancient gardener
not as old as his adze last day of spring sudden gusts of rain the orchard weeps petals |