Mark Heathcote Peach Poems

1.
Spring Peach Blossom

We are anything but broken reeds, my dear.
age is a road narrowing out of sight
that's entering another stratosphere
but on the horizon shines just as bright
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2.
A Peach Stone Unearthed

Each in their own, Gardens of Eden
noted wild winds, footpaths descending cliffs,
craggy outcrops smoothed to a polished jade
transparent-markings marble-lipped made.
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