A Brief Cosmology of Rose Hips

Rose hips, August

Rose hips, August

A Brief Cosmology of Rose Hips

Just into August
and already the rose hips
ripen—orange suns
winter will make red dwarfs,
dim—the slow encroach of night

Rose Hips, Winter

Rose Hips, Winter

About John MacKenzie

I'll mumble for ya. Poetry, plus most things quantifiable: science, neuroscience, memory, epistemology, baseball. And so on.
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2 Responses to A Brief Cosmology of Rose Hips

  1. tankawanka says:

    Love the title, love the poem.

    Like

  2. Pingback: Like Two People on Skates for the First Time (poems from old notebooks, December 2009) | Mumbling Jack

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