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Scott Edward Cole: Music

Tigerlily

(Cole)
It rests here before you--
this old silver canoe--
capsized
in the Joe Pye weed

Filled with
burrs of burdock,
and cones
from the hemlock--

A milkweed pod
spilling its seed.

I take
to the lake
of tall grasses

the wake that I make
with my dubious passage

I'm floating
in thin air,
I'm drifting
God knows where.

And God knows
that I lie when I say
that I don't care.