Broken Tulips by Karen Barton

I am not a silent poet

A found poem for those massacred in the Ataturk Airport Attack.

Tulips

Red streaked, with faint violet hue

Planted deeper, in Ottoman soil,

a visionary poem of mixed populations,

mosaic colourings, diversity.

Small flowered symbol of paradise,

hybrid of complex origin.

Fragrant form and symbol of

beauty in a formerly

temperate world

between East and West

a declaration of love.

Two lips

Red streaked, with faint violet hue

amongst cut flowers

delicately feathered where they fall

a still-life painting of death,

stem by stem, chamber by chamber,

a blight with black center,

by pathogens of darker empires

burned by passion

a form of currency

in a tissue culture.

Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tulip

Tulips are called lale in Turkish (from Persian: ‘lale ‘ When written in Arabic letters, ‘lale’ has the same letters as Allah, which is why the flower became a holy symbol.

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