Elephant Ear

Elephant Ear

It isn’t luck              but isn’t work how the elephant ear              forfeits its shape shoving itself              —tight tendril shell— up through the thickening              feet at his shoulders. The tip persists.              A packed bundle conceals his inverted heart.              That spring leaf coils out                            until the conch flairs a dark lip              and the first matte cells begin to serve              their purpose— Terrible a thing              as happiness can be if its held              any place but the handle, these leaves              reach out almost over night              to thrust their nearly purple greens              against us.

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Divining Divas: 100 Gay Men on Their Muses

Divining Divas: 100 Gay Men on Their Muses

Editor Michael Montlack chose a poem of mine to be included in Divining Divas: 100 Gay Men on Their Muses, published by Lethe Press. The…

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"Birthday Present" by May Sarton

“Birthday Present” by May Sarton

Renewal cannot be picked Like a daffodil In a swift gesture, Cannot be cut like a pussy willow And brought into the house. It cannot…

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"The Most of It" by Robert Frost

“The Most of It” by Robert Frost

Some morning from the boulder-broken beach He would cry out on life, price that what it wants Is not its own love back in copy…

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