Harvard’s Glass Flowers by Elizabeth Searle Lamb

unable to fade,
here in drawn glass
blue morning glories

a bright young voice
“this one is real–
it has to be!”

New England asters:
the dust of an autumn

she comes for a look,
Pekingese under her arm–
both a little bored

a botany student
carefully noting down
all the scientific names

an evening moth
visits the bachelors-button



2 thoughts on “Harvard’s Glass Flowers by Elizabeth Searle Lamb

  1. I remember being disappointed because they were so real–I think I had something more Chihuly-esque in my head, more fae. i think I was young and dumb in some ways.

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