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For the Vine

Realism

By Christy R DavisPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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For the Vine
Photo by Jodie Morgan on Unsplash

Vines climb the sky

Broad leaves that widen the

Summer flames

An oasis of realism

In the form of grapes

As the water of the kanji

Dangling with uncrystallized white emeralds

Death is another kind of realism

Pushing the old city and Maza, inch by inch

Pushing to the dizzy heights

The self-fighting of gnarled vines

A green raging force

Lifting the savage, powerful vine!

Could it be that the vine we see

Is it possible that the vine we see is only a stand-in for the invisible tree?

Their struggle in the sand and under the blazing sun

Are they just the feathers of our vain obsessions?

The sky, like a stone mill pressing down

It keeps on crashing the oasis and the flaming mountain

To make them sound like the moving melody of maqam

And from the depths of time, grind out

The juice and wine of grapes

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About the Creator

Christy R Davis

If you want your dreams to come true, you must first wake up from your dreams.

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