domingo, 29 de agosto de 2010
You radiant sunflowers that abound
on Thirtieth Street and Tenth Avenue
spectacular where no one would expect you,
but I know, my birthday comes around,
to look there for you lush on barren ground
with your coarse leaves and buds cut like beau-
Let me pick a few
of these wildflowers native among abandoned
trucks and empty freightcars and warehouses
and bring them home and put them in a vase.
I cannot look away. Their symmetry
is Mediterranean and their energy
Northern, and each has the majesty
of the sun alone in the blue sky.
by "Homespun of Oatmeal Gray
- Poems by Paul Goodman".
Vintage Books (Random House) New York, 1970.