By John I. Blair
Like leaves of grass
The irises
Shoot sharply up to
The spring occasion,
Then stab a stalk
High in the air,
Flaunting their flowers,
Fresh and fluttering,
Filling the garden
With fragrance.
©2002 John I. Blair Encore
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