Sunday, March 4, 2007

orchids at the philadelphia flower show

Orchid Tells All

However forwardly I face you
however unabashed I am—
these blazing hips, this
open-chested stance—
it's only half the truth.

Look behind me:
see how loosely, how
thinly tethered to the green I am—
continually stepping off my stem
into the cobalt air

where the magenta I meet
mingles with my belly's
yellow fire
and I am charged
with the task of

calling you here.
Color, shape, smell—
every wave of me works
to draw you.
Everything you do in me

will flourish.

©2002 by Susan Windle

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