DIVERGENCE Comments

Instead of hyacinths

I thought I'd bring you heliotropes today

so that my care might have more upright stems

and its bony already meaning seem

round-faced full of sun's seeds.



Heliotropes. Silos of glowing heat.

I prayed you'd benefit.



And having arranged aesthetically

by even heights my duty in the vase

I stopped a bit to ascertain

the flowers would rotate

as their name heralds.



Astonished I saw them turn toward

my prayer's lunatic fulfillment

gazing not at the sun but you.



Out of respect.

You were

thousands of light years

you recede.
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