Dew-Globed Rosary Poem by Saiom Shriver

Dew-Globed Rosary



A spiral swirl
of winter weed
Each tiniest wheat-hued needle
had caught a globe of dew..
a crystal rosary of 59 beads
already goldchained inside
and awaiting only
the Master Jeweler
to forge the links.

(to Charles Marshall)

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