no other flower Poem by Manuel Gusmão

no other flower



no other flower
has the hard beauty
of this red rock
that rises to itself
like a tide
rising all a-
round us
a fire that rises by itself
as in waves
we rise

Friday, July 13, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
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