Month: March 2021

Her anatomy, yours to catalogueOn cream paper, in iron gall inkThe soft parts, the harsh truthsEverything becomes oneUnder the botanist’s

When you put your ear up to the daffodil, you swear you can hear the wings of hummingbirds, the call

Though we march together, step after step,Time steals you from me. You glide out softlyFrom memory, like the wording and

Cloned in each test-tube a facsimile of me.I will observe them as they grow to manhood,their hyacinthine eyes, their raven-black

Disciples of the great carp godCaught in an ouroboros whirlpool:A freshwater prayer wheelOf no end and every beginning Photo by Quang