Emily Driscoll

Unfinished (?) - Poem by Emily Driscoll

even spring has post-partum depression:
a flower spoke of her mother.

quotes, falling with the rain
(from the toungues of beggars
rich men laugh
and die in ignoance)

(it was a just-off haiku
from the czar of my own private Russia)

you were a gambler
of time
wasted, gained
or not yet spent
knocking at my room
with dead flowers in your fist

aw, you tried so hard
but I am not a wordly woman
or a talking woman,
or a seeing woman
or a laughing woman

or a singing woman.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 27, 2008

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