Today's poem is by Victoria Chang

Elegy as a Red Dress

We open our red dresses
and underneath

you are gone. What

thousands of wingless
bees that

when true, are blue, that
no longer make

goods, that no longer

clearly, drunk baskets
of fuzz.

Copyright © 2011 Victoria Chang All rights reserved
from Pleiades
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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