Poetry&Prose — 07 February 2012

A poem by Michael Graber

lotus by Bhagawati

Those sensitive boys could not reach
the remote corners of your heart.
Now, I ravish every fiber, down to
where your roots marry the riverbed.

lotus by Bhagawati

Embrace this darkness, my darling —
your wildness may save you. Let
love puncture the petty virtues
of the dammed world. Closed bud,

lotus by Bhagawati

reborn whole, forget compromise.
Cut off my head if I ever offer
you less than the entire present.
Would you flower any other way?

 

Poem by Michael Graber
Photo by Bhagawati

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