{"id":2109,"date":"2013-02-08T04:27:30","date_gmt":"2013-02-08T04:27:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2109"},"modified":"2013-02-08T04:27:30","modified_gmt":"2013-02-08T04:27:30","slug":"ricky-garni213","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/ricky-garni213\/","title":{"rendered":"Ricky Garni"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>VIA Vijay Seshadri<\/p>\n<p>The contorted blossom is simply tired and exhausted.<br \/>\nThe lascivious orchid is white and well-rounded. It understands French.<br \/>\nThe tulip is going to a funeral, wearing its Sunday best.<br \/>\nThe sunflower is next to the railroad track and it will die in a Hollywood way.<br \/>\nPeonies? Periwinkles? I would trade them for a dollar and then buy<br \/>\nthe most scholarly book on flowers I could find, and then throw it away,<br \/>\nfor a thousand dollars, and make flowers new. And not by throwing them away<br \/>\nby making them erstwhile. People pay good money to see good go erstwhile.<br \/>\nI will do that here with that. I am an American. I can make one into a thousand.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nRicky Garni is a graphic designer living in Carrboro, North Carolina. His work can be found in EVERGREEN REVIEW, CAMEL SALOON, USED FURNITURE REVIEW, ORION HEADLESS and other periodicals. His latest work, BUTTERSCOTCH, was released in 2012. His first work, PEPPERMINT, in 1995.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>VIA Vijay Seshadri The contorted blossom is simply tired and exhausted. The lascivious orchid is white and well-rounded. It understands French. The tulip is going to a funeral, wearing its Sunday best. The sunflower is next to the railroad track and it will die in a Hollywood way. Peonies? Periwinkles? 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