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    The Security Of Fat Buds Opening
    The Security Of Fat Buds Opening
    The Security Of Fat Buds Opening
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    The Security Of Fat Buds Opening

    By Mary Susannah Robbins

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    A new selection of poetry from the painter and author of Hourglass Years, Peace Not Terror, and Mandelstam, Myself Included.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherElderberry Press
    Release dateDec 14, 2011
    ISBN9781466062405
    The Security Of Fat Buds Opening

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      Sweet as a thundercloud,

      Still as the stamens of glowing flowers,

      Un reachable as high, ripe apples,

      You absorb yourself with honey-thoughts.

      Your words sing out like bees

      In octagonal combs, revving before their long

      Directed journey.

      I am an octagonal cell

      Your speech inhabits. As you move

      My intricate stability creates

      A context for your sound.

      You no more question my home-

      Likeness than your shirt.

      Bees sting.

      Here am I, grey and cold, warm and gold,

      As you see me, if your eyes

      Have not lost their close vision

      In journeys to inland mountains.

      Here am I, stung, filled, moving

      Away from the process, finding

      With peace at beginning,

      A route of

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