BY JAN HAAG

POETRY + ESSAYS + MUSIC + TRAVEL + FICTION + TEXTILE ART

INTRODUCTION + HAAG'S BIO






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11-4-97


O Devayani,
In a world not too filled with large petals
and large leaves,
you think of the giant poppies
in the Botanical gardens of Brooklyn.
Huge red poppies
far larger than a plate,
each single petal big enough

for bread and butter,
stand by a pond
with stems like ropes, and leaves
as large as the giant leaved
magnolia growing in Seattle's
arboretum.
Tall and skinny stands the tree,
obscured in summer's

viridian lushness.
But in autumn
when its leaves drift to the ground
each as enormous as the sole of a large-
footed dinosaur, they become yellow
on one side
and white on the other.
Between these giant poppies and magnolias,

each in an Olmstead garden,
stood the forests
and foliage
of North America's continent.
They were, O Devayani,
and will be
again.





Copyright © 2000 Jan Haag
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Jan Haag may be reached via e-mail: jhaag@u.washington.edu




THE DEVAYANI POEMS

Ecstasy

Fed Up

Feeding Frenzy

Gifts

India

Lung-gom-pas

Nothing




BY JAN HAAG


POETRY + MUSIC + ESSAYS + TRAVEL + FICTION + TEXTILE ART

INTRODUCTION + HAAG'S BIO



21st CENTURY ART, C.E. - B.C., A Context