Diane I also liked that poem Heavy and yes that is a very fine image-Diane wrote:
How I linger
to admire, admire, admire
the things of this world
that are kind, and maybe
also troubled-
roses in the wind,
the sea geese on the steep waves,
a love
to which there is no reply?
A rose being dismantled by the wind is a very fine image, and I like the suggestion of finding equivalent beauty in a helpless love for someone gone.
the very thought of a beautifully dreamed crimson rose being dismantled
by the wind is heartbreaking