Trace the mottled stalk's
dark zigzag,
and it is here, erupts
the fragile origami of its blooms.
Soft glow of evanescent
scent and yet,
poised against the sage,
its angles katakana sharp.
Carefully veined, a Miyake dress.
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Fields of Asphodel
PoetryA poetry collection inspired by mythology, nature, and poetry itself. The style will be a bit different to what I wrote for Clockwork Lives, but I feel personally that it is an improvement. :)
