Blume

Chrysantemum
For you I am a chrysantemum
Supernova, urgent star
Astera Compositae
For you I’ll be a dandelion
A thousand flowerettes in the sky
Or just a drop in the ocean
If you know my name
Don’t speak it out
It holds a power — as before
Liliacea
A lily of the valley
A flower of saron
Helianthus annus
For you I even be a sunflower
Do you hear my enlightening laughter?
Another reason to cut off an ear
You know my name, do you not?
Don’t say it
For it’s a sacred, immovable — frozen
Rosa, Anemone et Nymphea alba
I’ll even be a waterlily
A marygold, a rose
Or a little thistle
Euphorbia
A blue dahlia, a black tulip
That’s where opinions differ
The scholars disagree
My name, should you know it
Remains unspeakable
And it’s spoken — malediction