Thursday, April 3, 2014

CONCEPTS

All aspiring young 
milder weather poem 
and prose writers

are herein advised 
to take 
special notice—of how

even in the innocent 
and
strawyellow dawn 

of this as-yet 
unpolluted
promise of the new virgin

season—there gestates
something 

pretty dirty—
in the shy furtive way 
in which a few
more green shocks

of would-
be tulips 

and crocuses 
exist
than could be caught hocking-

up their tiniest bulbs—here
at this same 
muddy time and place yesterday;

and—more importantly

of just 
how exquisitely this consideration
constitutes

indisputable proof—that virginity

and some other word
you'll be tempted
to invoke

like chastity—stand

about as far apart 
from each 
other—semantically

as formal spring
from raw
unfettered springtime. 

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