Swamp Saxifrage by Nancy Magnusson
Blooms from May to June. Note the lance-shaped, toothless leaves.
Everything went against us.
As if all our pasts were encoded in each little moment.
I have lived such a frozen life.
You are so fierce in holding on.
All my bridges are burnt, in the direction you said.
Though I never intended.
That’s just how everything flowed.
Time is relentless. Let’s find a way.
From May to June,
Note the toothless
Everything went
Us
As if were encoded
Little have such frozen
You are
All my bridges
Are burnt, you said.
Though never
Just relentless
Let’s find.