Magnolias
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Mark Heathcote
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The first magnolias I perceived
I thought… has an alien ship landed?
Is this a Martian? Flower bed.
Even its name Soulangeana
A saucer-shaped magnolia,
I later found was like a mantra.
It, it was completely shocking.
In its pink-white, stocking
Rubbing my eyes sore I gazed
At its luminosity all amazed.
But all in the blink of an eye
All are commonplace once again.
All have a common staid dye
Where nothing really matters again.
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