Short Talk on Aeranthes

By Eleanor Gonzales

and when day breaks thru the peak of the sky, rubbing its eager palms together, irradiating the

spectacles of rain floating in the undivided air, yu plume and trill like a blistering moon. years ey

have travelled tu see this oracle: the pale echoes whu rise like hydra, one head begetting twu, and

twu heads begetting four. yu spindle with ease, weaving yur inflorescences through plasma,

linen, bells, portals, and ey have nothing to offer but ey; but what beats in the flowers beats thru

ey, and my offering is sure and whole, like yur moon, like yur moon.

Eleanor Gonzales is a poet.