Six Penny Poem

"The Architect by Erik Johansson

https://www.erikjo.com/

"Six Penny Poem"

I have written you this poem

made of lavender,

various weathers,

and six penny nails.

I've forgotten how to love, that's true

and never could accept the stuff.

Still, if your body were paper milled from butter and birch,

I would be flocked there and on the vines and boards

of a slant-lit garden.

This is a poem for absurd things, sweet things

last bloom and first frost

a poem for things I could not otherwise say,

a poem for you.
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for Sunday Muse #78.