Eugene Stevenson

Two Poems – Eugene Stevenson

Three Roses Bright red against the grey wall, deep green stems raise blooms fresh, open as the hand that placed them there. Petals brown on the edge, after the departure, yet a child gathers three roses in hand. In wax paper to keep the touch alive, hold the red, green, grey alive, remember the hand. […]

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