Poem Thirteen: Flower Duet

after The Flower Duet composed by Leo Delibes 

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We are flower sutras, 

rising, snow-winged

soprano and mezzo-soprano, 

sing us together, fresh morning, 

flowering jasmine river.  We are 

canvases made of snow.  

We sway and drift.

Light the flame 

at the center of your chest.  

Memorize more Neruda. 

Sticky tongues of white lilies. 

Is there life after death?  

Let us go where blue-throated 

birds sing.