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Between the last customer

and morning light

in the parking lot of the Korean Gentleman's Club,

he picks lilacs for me.

Standing high against a warehouse wall,

these always bloom early, and 

he goes annually, covertly, in the still dark,

unsure of welcome by the

Korean Gentlemen.

He fills the car.


I imagine that damp, spring-scented ride home,

his fantasy of being busted for predawn lilac theft,

the evidence transferred to the squad car,

covering him and his lovely guilt

entirely, the police becoming drunk on the

heady enclosed amore of fragrance

and driving him home instead,

helping us get out all our vases,

filling them while the coffee brews.


Peg Edera, from Love is Deeper Than Distance


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Fernwood Press

Wed 3rd Apr 2019 20:02

Thank you for your constructive criticism. It means a lot!

Stephen Coombe

Thu 28th Mar 2019 13:24

Wonderful this is, showing a deft handling of disparate scenes and responses. It is hard to get a delicate hold on the prosaic without letting sentimentality spoil things but this poet has achieved it; at least in my opinion. There is genuine sensitivity here. Thank you for posting a lovely poem.

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