A Clockwork Orangerie Poem by Fred Rik Kesner

"a clockwork orangerie"

gears click
in humid glass

copper vines coil
around brass struts

oranges glint
like captive suns
hinged to silver branches

steam drifts—
a hiss-purr among pistons
petals unfurl
to the pulse of time

shadowed aisles
radial rods pumping
light into crystalline blooms

one dimpled fruit
slips free
into a glass basin
and rings
into silence.





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