Start with the obvious, the wallpaper,
designs of flowers, purple dead nettles
that I saw near Port Jervis
climbing the scenic route hills and valleys
is it a real wildflower, only on disturbed
ground or manmade disturbance I picked
one no one knew so the magic mirror
the Internet purple flower New Jersy photo
please and so many purple flowers
maps with green spots,
start with the basics.
I love this poem...I think what I am trying to do is just write, no rewriting, no revision, straight, and I'm trying to keep it simple, the obvious joys, joys at arms length not Romantic stuff: exotic dark gothic vampires, not the conservative Romantic stuff, but more like Shelley and Whitman. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is great, I really like it. It's sort of like a prose. Good job :)