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Canvas Green And Sunflower Stories
(Utterances on the Road to Sleep)
He speaks.
" ...and I remember these things
from my childhood ...
once forgotten
a place I used to live
where the sunflowers grew
tall and mighty
stalks of hearty glory and
bursts of nature's sunglow
raging with some kind of beautiful horror ...
beautiful horror ...
running among them
with them
between them
I breathed like a
madman
and played in their arms
kissed by their sweet rough greeness
...of course, I was always afraid of their black centers ..."
He sleeps.
Alicia Clarke
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