The Trumpet Flowers Poem by Kinsley Lee
The Trumpet Flowers
Blooming in the morning, blowing the horns, man awakening with its sound,
They're drooping in the hot afternoon sun, and falling with conceding its place.
Tomorrow, at dawn, the flower will bloom anew, from the ground
But greedy souls know not when to depart or remain, sticking on the place.
(27th, Jun.,2023, Kinsley Lee)
Thursday, June 29, 2023
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I wrote this poem on the Chang-Su, Ahn's painting which titled, ' The Trumpet Flowers'
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