I do no gardenia
with the winter's
chinese friend
the paper bush
soft fragile limbs
and habit like
an anemone with
dainty elephant elbows
fragile sweet
brittle ice loquat
frosty tea beard
scribe tree
your yellow velvet
trumpets in clusters
among a barren network
we work to experience this
what to say you say
pollen masks of conversation
among the sky masks
of compressed saffron
lapis milked with water
stoned custards from which
the growth is never certain
we go inside a fence unseen
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