Starflower

This entry is part 23 of 29 in the series Wildflower Poems

Starflower by Jennifer Schlick
Starflower by Jennifer Schlick (click to see larger)

Trientalis borealis

Seven stamens twist
like one-legged strangers
at a station, anxious to avoid
each other’s gaze.

The train hasn’t come,
might never come.
The snow gives off a radiance
like a face at the bottom of a well.

The platform shakes
on its slender stalk. We are
in this together, & the stars
are closer than we think.

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      1. I think it’s the best in the series so far. I love the face in the well.

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        1. I can’t shake the feeling I’ve used the image before, but a search didn’t turn it up. In any case, I’m reasonably satisfied with this poem and its difference in tone and style from most of the others in the series so far. As with the tool odes, I find the only way I can keep the writing fresh with a thematically unified series is to keep trying new approaches.

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