To Bernice Atwater Dayton

David Dayton
Jun 12, 2022

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Red rose in glass vase viewed from above against slate background

Days past peak bloom,
the rose I brought home
has begun to disappear.
Three shriveling petals
cling to the sepal,
their career of slow
curling outward nearly
done. Soon enough,
air stirred by a shut door
will bring them all down.
Still, we leave this rose
to center the room,
marveling at how it
fountains from each now
into the next, ever-changing
and yet holding, like
the nimbus of memory
around a grandmother’s face,
the steady radiance of its being:
sweet bud to fecund bloom
to this exhausted survivor
giving and giving itself
to the ravishing air.

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David Dayton

See https://www.pw.org/directory/writers/david_dayton Here, you’ll find draft chapters of a memoir and drafts of poems to be published in a book on Amazon.