Today's poem is by P. Scott Cunningham
Qasida of the Pinecone
after Lorca
The pinecone
wasn't asking for the dawn:
almost undead on its limb,
it asked to be alone.The pinecone
wasn't asking for science or shadow:
the mind's and body's limits,
it asked to be alone.The pinecone
wasn't asking for the pinecone:
the stillness of the sky was in it;
it asked to be alone.
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from Ya Te Veo
The University of Arkansas Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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