A Poem from Janet Cannon's
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waning
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on the kitchen table
the cardinal rose
you gave me has
turned raven black
after two weeks
inside the cobalt blue
vase those shriveled
petals like only promises
droop quiescently
in the morning sun
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Poem by Janet Cannon
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Previously published in
Red Coyote
(University of South Dakota, Vermillion, SD)
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