In a garden that's imagined
Hold your tongue
Before you speak
Listen for sighs
Then continue to repeat
Trade the rage
For the pen
By spilling words into a fountain
Rippling rich cascading language
With a resonance sheathed in beauty
Conceived from our perceptions
To struggle against the universal
To ferment your own salvation
Which echoes lost our Dionysius
In a garden that imagined
poem by Kevin Patrick
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