This poem is taken from PN Review 90, Volume 19 Number 4, March - April 1993.
Tragopogon Minor, or Lesser GoatsbeardThis elegance of stem and fluted bud
appears to promise something more than common:
better than scruffy Hawkbit - something Roman -
purple as Caesar's toga - or the red
of roses, sunsets, blood.
But in the yawning involucre, a frill
of misfit yellow petals fails to fill
its setting, seeming prematurely born,
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