Poem by Frederick Speers (USA)
Published in The Ofi Press issue 43
Near the cemetery fence the scarlet bloom stands alone,
Leafless. This scarlet bloom stands alone
And loneliness is the object.
The object is struggling for
A lover who doesn't show.
One lover shows only when the other
Only the petals
Or these leaves,
When the leaves flourish,
The petals have wilted;
When the flower waxes,
The leaves have fallen.
Not being together, they grow
Restless. Being restless is desire itself
And worth possessing, if only for ourselves
As we wait for the other near the cemetery fence.
Frederick Speers is the founding editor of Jam Tarts Magazine and the recipient of the first annual Fitzpatrick/Thoreau Fellowship from the Vermont Studio Center. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in AGNI Online; The Straddler; Forklift, Ohio: A Journal of Poetry, Cooking & Light Industrial Safety; and Salamander Magazine. Fred lives with his husband in the San Francisco Bay Area, where he works in digital marketing for a global telecommunications company.