Diane Klammer		Blossom in the Basement (for Hannah) dried rose petals flower cards fell out of old records moved to make room for new life out of light grows a bouquet from dark closet space unearthed what a bright picture passageway flower cups and vases of roses are carried down a garden blooms in the cellar window well a young flower moves in with her floral perfume a room comes alive opening beyond flower curtains vegetarian cooking bunches of clothing rearranging in the laundry a living wonder falls asleep underneath smooth petal sheets		Message in Indian Summer The season shows off psychedelics, shouts “I'm not going quietly. I'm not going as matter of course. I'm rioting.” Collect: straw relics, aspen gold, chestnut horses. Respect. Stall cold. Be seasonably fair. Behold : a final reflection in the lake. Strength, that's what it will take. Celebrate before the fall. Disrobe before the chill. I see fire before winter in your hair. Do not leave from a distant hill. Do not leave at all. I whisper to distant air...