"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn." ~Thomas Gray

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Written by Tom Sheehan
He lives in Saugus, Massachusetts, USA
His website HERE
Interviews HERE and HERE

Originally published in The 2River View, 5.4
(Summer 2001)

The Lilac Run

For twelve years the lilac
sat still. Each spring I
waited for lavender odors

to uproot the air, carve
a name across an evening,
break subtle barriers.

The last bloom was yours.
When you shook it loose
in the kitchen, wet it,

the square room softened
and wore wings only lilacs
enfranchise. You died too soon.

Purple hosannas leaped today,
up sang the lilac choir
from the twelve year silences.

All night your voice
sounds like perfume
escaping the flask,

sits thick as gun-
powder near wounds
hardly worth healing.

Posted with consent from the writer.

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