THE BOUQUET
by Dianne Moritz
When I left that last time,
You handed me a bouquet
Of roses, daisies, and
one lone bud of artichoke
Poking from its center.
After the flowers wilted,
I kept that artichoke
For many days
In a blue, ceramic bowl,
Its heart dried, brittle.
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"The Bouquet" was first published in The Drabble (Jan. 6, 2019).
Dianne Moritz writes poetry and children’s books from her home in
Southampton, NY. Her book, 1, 2, 3 BY THE
SEA, was on Bank Street College’s “best book list of 2014.” Adult pieces
have appeared The Drabble, Adelaide
Literary Magazine, Haikuniverse, The Haiku Foundation, 101 Words, Writing in a
Woman’s Voice, and others. She is a frequent contributor to Highlights Magazines for kids.
Choking back the salt here, artfully induced.
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