FOR WHAT DO WE SING IF NOT FLOWERS

BY ALLY EDEN

a bee slips and shifts over the face of water

tiny figures on the bridge beneath 	

lightning antlers watch the river 

growing rouge


i like august except sometimes

when newly softened leaves flutter 

dead by the rail-yard & earth’s last good leg 

brings down the sky like a marble fish 


we cling to what floats

	wifi 	tattered boards     pink sneakers

rising incense on an eerie blue morning

Ally Eden (Former Poet Laureate of Fort Collins, Colorado) writes poems that are vibrant, poignant & tender. Their work invites readers to conversations about current events while invoking reverence for humanity & nature. A Spanish interpreter by trade, Ally’s poetic ethos parallels her role as a linguist — bridging difference by way of words.