Weeping Wisteria
All will wither eventually; enjoy it while it lasts instead.
sewn
embryo ————————————- succumb succeed
fallen ————o———- suffer
encased ——- fight
alone
tend
respirate / root in place / reach
higher / hear the birds / habituate
outward / over the ground / occupy
space / swing in the breeze / swallow
time / tiptoe through youth / trip
pluck
ripped from roots
you die
strung in water
you are alive
to all
believe such beauty
could not weep
until wilted petals
gather on leaves
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Process
I wanted to emulate the life cycle of beauty as a flower. At first it is a struggle to be seen, to be noticed as a seed buried in the dirt. The fight to refuse to let potential go to waste. Budding, you break through the sheltered plane, free and boundless into the unfamiliar world, naive and clumsy. You show off what you’ve worked for, glimmering, eye catching. Too young, too pretty, they snap at your stem. Preserve the beauty; do not let it wilt and age. Plucked from the dirt, you are stuck in a vase. But they don’t know that you will wilt either way.
Jillian Daneshwar
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Jillian Daneshwar
Jillian Daneshwar is a writer from New York City. She writes mostly poetry and short stories. She is a recipient of the Adelphi University’s Poetry Day, Citation in Poetry (Freshman). In addition to writing, she loves science and robotics.
