The Stuff of Tenderness

 

The stuff of tenderness impels

Roses’ generous swelling, erupts,

Uplifting faces for the stir

Of night air—it readies for our

Beyonding, but does no beyond

Beyond itself, with just such pure

Pressure as you might shape a peach

Picking it, and have its features’

Own yielding self respond.

 

 

 

Kevin Roddy