
My comment on the poem:
desert rose the impossibility of us both — Ravi Kiran tsuri-dōrō Issue #32—March/April 2026
Introducing this poem, Dan writes:
Like a desert rose, perhaps Ravi’s life was shaped less by ease than by endurance. The desert rose is not truly a flower but a mineral formation created through evaporation, pressure, and time. For many of us, life has emerged from conditions that appeared barren on the surface: losses, uncertainties, long periods of solitude, and the slow erosion of expectations. Yet those same harsh conditions created unexpected patterns of resilience and meaning. The poem’s final lines, “the impossibility / of us both,” suggests that survival itself can feel improbable. Many, many lives, like desert roses, exist as quiet contradictions to the landscapes that formed them.


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