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BLOSSOMS by HALA JEAN HAMMOND

First Line: NOT ALL OF LIFTED FLORESCENCE
Last Line: RAINED BLOSSOMS OF BLOOD.
Subject(s): DREAMS; NIGHTMARES;
Not all of lifted florescence
Is worn of green-flamed spears;
Though striving from twist of their rootlets
To slow chant of years.

Dreams—too ethereal to waken,
May capture life at its flood:
@3A Tree ... stark boughs once shaken,
Rained blossoms of blood.@1



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