Symposium Poem by Hunter Hansen

Symposium



Having lost myself in wandering
Watching one estranged conductor leading
Some symposium of roses

In this garden one day pondering
Why these roses waved and yet were bleeding
As they change in shifting poses

Staining blood in need of laundering…
Then I found my notes and started reading
How these flowers signal closes

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
***** ***** 19 November 2004

Hunter, I think this Delonia Elata is an ex-girlfriend perhaps. She is devilishly wrong about your work. Keep writing and I love what you do with your images. You have my trust as a fellow poet. S.

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