A Fable: The Floss-Silk Tree and the Philodendron
In Brazil they call the floss-silk palo borracho
“drunken tree” because each blossom opens
like a provocative dancer at Carnaval
and though the philodendron’s
a low and homely vine it still winds along
the thorny trunk toward the swaying flowers
Orpheus straining for Eurydice
its small leaves enlarging alarmingly
like the hearts of wanton gods
For what’s love but recognizing beauty
as a temporary gift and strangling it
against all odds?
Plume: Issue #2 August 2011