Iowa Writes


a bouquet of fresh flowers
fragrance drifting freely
bound with a beggar's rag
a token of my naivetè

a bouquet of dried stems
neatly trimmed at each end
bound with a bright velvet ribbon
the trophy of my maturity

a bouquet of cactus stalks
spines passively threatening
bound only with my bleeding fingers
a token of being adrift again

About Iowa Writes

Since 2006, Iowa Writes has featured the work of Iowa-identified writers (whether they have Iowa roots or live here now) and work published by Iowa journals and publishers on The Daily Palette. Iowa Writes features poetry, fiction, or nonfiction twice a week on the Palette.

In November of 2008, the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) designated Iowa City, Iowa, the world's third City of Literature, making the community part of the UNESCO Creative Cities Network.

Iowa City has joined Edinburgh, Scotland and Melbourne, Australia as UNESCO Cities of Literature.

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This poem originally appeared in Volume 5, Number 6 of 100 Words, a journal published by The University of Iowa's International Writing Program between 1993 and 1998. Each piece in the journal had to be 100 words or fewer, and each issue had a theme. This issue's theme was "On Garden."

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on May 18, 2009

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