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1 October 2009
Sevenling (Orchids and clover)
Write a poem about the end of something.
You can find out about sevenlings here.
Orchids and clover hung from pots
on the outside wall of his house,
and that strange white night-blooming flower.
The stars were out, shining clearly,
and moonlight vied with lamplight,
illuminating his hanging garden faintly.…
When he moved away, he took not one plant.