lost scent

to discover beauty of a rose

by dissecting one --

ends in a nothing but

a pile of rose petals --

even its scent is lost.

vcp

1 February 2010

— Victorclaude, Feb 05, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Favorite Poets: Wallace Stevens, D. H. Lawrence, Charles Bukowski, Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Percy Bysshe Shelley, T. S. Eliot, E. E. Cummings, Emily Dickinson, William Butler Yeats, Pablo Neruda, Joni Mitchell, William Shakespeare, Basho, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Kelly Marie Hayner, Susan Wydville. D. Phillip Caron, Elizabeth Bishop.

Critiques

raskin

16 years 4 months ago

Looking for the mystery of

Looking for the mystery of the rose. Taking it apart, nothing is left. I like this it is simple, spartan but meaningful. raskin

Kailashana

16 years 4 months ago

http://www.youtube.com/watch?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PeKfZlBBa7k&feature=youtube_gdata Rumi when the rose is gone and the garden faded...

Victorclaude

16 years 4 months ago

Anna,

This little lyric is meant to be a caveat to those who wish to tear into others' poetic works, thinking they have a better idea how another author's work should read. Thank you, Victor