A Vase of Flowers

A Vase of Flowers

The vase is white and would be a cylinder If a cylinder were wider at the top than at the bottom. The flowers are red, white and blue. All contact with the flowers is forbidden. The white flowers strain upward Into a pallid air of their references, Pushed slightly by the red and blue flowers. If you were going to be jealous of the flowers, Please forget it. They mean absolutely nothing to me.

Poet: John Ashbery
Source: @BabelMatrix
Books: @AbeBooks

The white flowers strain upward

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