Word Play

Poetry Friday


Earth a flower
A phlox on the steep
slopes of light
hanging over the vast
solid spaces
small rotten crystals;

Earth a flower
by a gulf where a raven
flaps by once
a glimmer, a color
forgotten as all
falls away.

A flower
for nothing;
an offer;
no taker;

Snow-trickle, feldspar, dirt.

  — Gary Snyder (b. 1930), American poet, originally and often associated with the Beat Generation, essayist, lecturer, and environmental activist. Winner of a Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.