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Peace Roses

Nothing lies dormant in the tropics-
All is lush, bursting, vivid and hot with life.
Peace Rose
No real time of rest.
An afternoon nap gives bir
th to sweat.

My mother stubbornly plants northern flowers
And watches them gasp and die.
Pink-frilled yellow roses
Gone wild, weedy in the heat.

Requiring pruning, mulching, careful watching-
Spraying to avoid black spot, parasites.
Delicate, smelling softly of tea,
They and she do not belong here.

Her two little girls, barefoot and wild...
Brilliant...hibiscus; tenacious...bougainvillea.
Many plants are not oppressed in this climate.
It all depends what you call beauty.

~Delilah, July, 1998, with thanks to Bob Ayres.

 
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