seeing the flower

Poem #267 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

Back to Bachelard and me – Introduction


see that flower

the gardener pointed

it is there
it is growing
it is good

it is there
that I planted it

it is good
because I enriched the soil
for it to flourish

and now
you can see
that it has grown
very well indeed

I watered it
so the shoots could rise
and the buds could form

with my efforts
I have made
a very fine flower

~

I see the flower
yes

the second man responded

I see the flower
it is beautiful


© Frank Prem 2018

Bachelard and me Poem #268: his name

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