“It is at the edge of the petal that love waits”
“Publishing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.”
“Dead fields under a November sky, scattered rose petals brown and turning up at the edges, empty pools scummed with algae, rot, decomposition, dust... ”
“Love, its like a flower, first its in bloom thats when love is at its begining. When its full love is strong. But when it dies, the love fades away, petal by petal following apart until it dies.”
“Why is love intensified by absence? Long ago, men went to sea and women wait for them, standing on the edge of the water, standing in the horizon for the tiny ship.”
“I’ll love you until the last petal falls, Jules.”