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Bloom Pirate
- Minnesota Review
- Duke University Press
- Number 6, Spring 1976 (New Series)
- p. 18
- Article
- Additional Information
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18 THE MINNESOTA REVIEW PHIL BOIARSKI BLOOM PIRATE I be the rose thief and bloom pirate. Heed the prize in me bleeding fist. I be the wild rose cherisher; Capturing blood-buds, thorns and AU with just me bare hands. No blade against the sharp green claws. Cool molten folds comfort me flesh. Petals heal the torn cups of me palms. I brew wine from rose hips and sing of Red raids. Cuts gush smiling from me Fingers. I laugh and suck me blood for Sustenance. I be the rose ravager, Feeding the thorns and swinging from trellisses. Dirt on the doormat. A bushel of roses Torn out by the roots. Me blood on the Basket-wood, on rusted wire handles. I leave it at your door now and knock. O, terror so becomes a rose. ...
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