Pollination by Pamela L. Laskin

I dig
for words
in dungeons of darkness-
murky oceans
where sentences swim
among barnacles
algae sponges
and anemones;
sometimes the water stinks
like sewers
from which I scrape the rust of my mother
away.

Your seeds
grow abundantly
fermented in rich soils
begonias bloom,
pollinated in faraway landscapes:
Namibian nuances,
Jerusalem juices,
irises from Istanbul,

abundance of flowers
secret gardens
rare fragrances
reading you
writing me.

End of the poem

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Some external links:

The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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