By James Henry Knippen
My inheritance is the names
of flowers, my tongue
a red headstone speaking
the names of lilies. My
inheritance is the names of
flowers, my tongue a red
headstone speaking the names
of lilies. My inheritance
is the names of flowers,
my tongue a red headstone
speaking the names of lilies.
Our inheritance is the names
of flowers, our tongues
red headstones speaking
the names of the lilies.
James Henry Knippen’s poems have appeared in Colorado Review, Mid-American Review, The Missouri Review Online, 32 Poems, Denver Quarterly, Hayden’s Ferry Review, Blackbird, and West Branch, among other journals. He is the poetry editor of Newfound and teaches at Texas State University.
