For Stuart Dischell
After nearly hacking them down
while mowing my back lawn,
I think of Rimbaud aroused
by their purples and greens
as they spiked between
the stones of the Rue de Buci,
barbarous among the modernity.
For Stuart Dischell
After nearly hacking them down
while mowing my back lawn,
I think of Rimbaud aroused
by their purples and greens
as they spiked between
the stones of the Rue de Buci,
barbarous among the modernity.