Guest Poet Agnieszka Jakubczak
A Flower Poem
How strange it is to be
inside a flower com
of plastic, or rose, or gerbera, or glass?
How long will she stay alive
in a place pre-prepared, implanted with
surrounded with polyester-covered fingers.
before she fades
before her face turns into a plasticine
trumpery for children to destroy.
in a nightgown of leaves withers quickly
petal by petal.
Our white eyelids shut tight.
The plastic cover hardens
leaving the air cold.
Agnieszka Jakubczak's questions:
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