• Kate Clarke

Nature Boy

I hate to write of flowers

It’s not very rock and roll.

But those tulips you bought and I planted

couldn’t be more you if they tried.

Their shade would have caught your eye

You’d talk of a boxer’s bruise

a seeping blueberry pie

a garnet from James Brown’s finger

Ava’s nails, a Lansky shirt,

You would photograph them

one knee in the dirt

before squid ink turned to ash.

Colour was your thing

Beauty your passion.

KC



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