The Rose

The Rose

Carpe Diem #1300 The Rose


I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.

© Omar Kayyam (Tr. FitzGerald)

red blossoms  planted
each rose a fade memory
of a lost pet


unexpected thorn
a drop of red spreads
on the white rose


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