Nkechi Ebubedike, Cloud Collage VI (detail), featured in AGNI 104
Cherry
What is beautiful is often lost
Wept the cherry blossom trees throughout their
One significant gesture.
A skinflint’s extravagance is short-lived,
Mother warned. He’ll take you out to supper
Once.
The trees cried through the night
And in the dawn, afloat the grey water,
There, said the gay petals, there, there.
Published:
| Online 2006
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