Amy Clampitt

(15 June 1920 - 10 September 1994 / New Providence, Iowa)

Vacant Lot With Pokeweed - Poem by Amy Clampitt

Tufts, follicles, grubstake
biennial rosettes, a low-
life beach-blond scruff of
couch grass: notwithstanding
the interglinting dregs

of wholesale upheaval and
dismemberment, weeds do not
hesitate, the wheeling
rise of the ailanthus halts
at nothing—and look! here's

a pokeweed, sprung up from seed
dropped by some vagrant, that's
seized a foothold: a magenta-
girdered bower, gazebo twirls
of blossom rounding into

raw-buttoned, garnet-rodded
fruit one more wayfarer
perhaps may salvage from
the season's frittering,
the annual wreckage.

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  • Silver Star - 3,060 Points Paul Reed (3/21/2014 4:02:00 AM)

    The beautiful rising from a harsh, unpromising landscape. If we look hard enough it is there. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 14, 2012

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