Garden of Romance
MAGNOLIA PLANTATION & GARDENS
GARDEN OF ROMANCE POETRY CONTEST

Fortuna's Garden
Sagan Miriam, Santa Fe, N.M.

I take your hand along the mossy way
Camellia blossoms fall, the red Japonica
That brings to mind a viewing with a parasol;
Inside a winding glade a statue stands–
A saint, a goddess, or a grave.

Once I was young, and dreamed
I held a globe of water in my hands–
It shattered, and a cardinal, red bird,
Flew out and lighted in the grove's pale trees.

Red petals punctuate my thoughts
And make me want to kiss
Your lips again, worn soft
By time, and mine.

Within the boxwood maze
An unseen peacock's cry
Whose Argos eyes fan out yet still can’t see.
White camellia, scentless,
Settles down like snow
And jonquils springing from cool ground
Evoke what might have been–
What I know now
That once I did not know.