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A clear bottle
holds red roses by the bottle's neck. Two cut stems, one longer than the other one dangling by the bottle's neck. Two cut stems, in bottled air above the dregs of rosé wine at the bottle's bottom. AM Spence
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Samuel Tillman
7/16/2016 07:43:44 pm
Reading this, about halfway though, a sense of visceral manipulations took hold of what I thought this poem was about. A study of a pair of roses, perhaps sitting on a sill or table inspired this. But at this moment, the same images suddenly developed an almost sensual or mortal motif. The scene begins simply enough, but then one rose is taller than the other. They both hang on the neck, and the reason to cut one shorter is so that they display better. One has sacrificed and is left hanging by the neck, but so that the pair can display more composed beauty. By the time I got to the dregs of wine I had this whole romantic or at least emotional ensemble going on and the dregs of wine spoke to bitter memories of sweeter times, or the longing to return to more of whatever the wine may have represented. The dregs are pretty much concentrated and the hard, substantive pieces in the wine. This stuff, the bitter hard truths, are all that is left in the bottle, yet here are these two roses still a symbol of the essence of what the wine was.
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