is an imaginary flower that never fades.
The amaranth is blue with black petals,
it's yellow with red petals,
it's enormous and grows into the shape
of a girl's house,
the seeds nestle high in the closet
where she hid a boy.
The boy and his bike flee
the girl's parents from the tip
of the leaves, green summer light
behind the veins.
The amaranth is an imaginary flower
in the shape of a girl's house
dispensing gin and tonics
from its thorns, a succulent.
This makes the boy's bike steer
off-course all summer, following
the girl in her marvelous car,
the drunken bike.
He was a small part of summer,
he was summer's tongue.
Lovely poem about an imaginary flower with an imagery involving a girl and a boy. Thanks. The amaranth is an imaginary flower dispensing gin and tonics from its thorns, a succulent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is imagination overflowing its cup! ! ! ! So fresh and original! ! ! I am bedazzled by it.... I must read more Matthew Rohrer!