by OLEG KAGAN
My mornings are not much. Outside of the apartment is a courtyard I love in passing. Going to the car every day I nod to a distinctive Bougainvillea bush of purple petals surrounding one branch of white.
This time of year, however, all the petals are gone, leaving a grisly, desolate plant.
day after day
blossoms eaten by
ABOUT THE POET: Oleg Kagan is a writer and librarian from Los Angeles. His haiku and other poems have been published in Frogpond, cattails, ROKOKO, Saturation, Phantom Seed, and numerous poetry anthologies. His infrequently updated website is lifeinoleg.com.
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