Monday Poem

Rose in Winter

…… —for my mother, Mary Mraz Culleny,
……… b. December 8, 1917
Steeple rocket

a cathedral steeple’s being launched,
snow swirls around its nave

so much stone to be sent aloft
on the tiny spark of a solitary rose

so much weight to be thrust into something other
by the flame of a delicate rose

from cold to colder it ascends
by the blaze of a redhot dot of life
on a stem

from breath to unbreath it’ll rise
by the spit fire of a steadfast
solitary rose

Jim Culleny
Photograph by Abbas Raza

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