Shall we adapt then, you and I,
And bloom in the quiet fright of the dark?
Let us learn from our sisters
the cactus lilies
who open their petals in the cool, desert air
'midst deathly howls and last rites.
How gracious, how unsurprised.
Theirs is a vibrant fortitude.
Ours the same if we hold fast.
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Bloom in the Dark: Poems from Valleys and Corners
PuisiThese are poems that I've written during dark times of my life. There's also a few that surfaced in the quirkier corners of my mind. Putting them all together has been fun.
