Roses (by Gerald Stern)
1There was a rose called Guy de Maupassant,
2a carmine pink that smelled like a Granny Smith
3and there was another from the seventeenth century
4that wept too much and wilted when you looked;The rest of the poem cannot be displayed due to copyright restrictions.
Gerald Stern, American Sonnets: poems (New York: W. W. Norton, 2002). This poem is reproduced on the Griffin Prize Web Site (from a volume on the 2003 Canadian Shortlist).
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