Sally Evans

Rookie - 20 Points (1942 / London)

Invaders [blue Lilies] - Poem by Sally Evans

they'd been sunk in ink,
blue as new art,
propped on the black twigs
I'd hoped would spring to leaf,

dead of winter, table clear
but for the cut-glass vase,
blue lilies, monstrous
gift of fun.

jasmine I won't put with them,
nodding and tapping
each side of the glass,
no deepwater colour

drunk from darkest dye
of too much knowledge
corn-yellow starlets
floating over life.

blue, yellow, they flyte
one side of the room
to the other
kept apart

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 1, 2014

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