Red Crape Myrtle


Bright summer 
in a foreign land!
Red myrtles 
freely exalt
along the roadside.

Red myrtle fronds!
Beading bubbles 
   and the splashing
         rings my ears.

Could Erato have 
  once set her lyre 
here to gently strum away?
  A grove of red
crape myrtle trees.

  Please plant one
near my grave so
  lyric poetry may 
forever tinge my bones:
  a red crape myrtle tree!