by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
Worlds of stillnesses
as limpid simplicities
of luminous mobility
ravishing yellow-greens endlessly bending oddly and compellingly restless and inexplicably
pegged mystically as if by accident
merging as unvarnished truths
with ghostwritten memoirs
being tattooed while talking smack
in all genres of sole artistry
being likened to hard-granite authority best rendered
by flamboyant successes
best represented
by the poetic license
of a child's patinaed tricycle
parked beside boldly
foliaged crotons
and delicately tasseled
yellow-oak catkins out back...
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