It might deceive.
Or like a cruel

window, live its life

offering a view
yet reserving the taste

for another’s
tongue, ignoring

even the wind.
The roots, as always, look down.

This first appeared in Ijagun Poetry Journal in December 2013, and is also included in my micro-chapbook, You Break What Falls, available for download from the Origami Poems Project:


14 thoughts on “Agave

  1. Ours bloomed some time between 1999 and 2004 and that was after it was moved from one yard location to another. It was a gorgeous thing 🙂


  2. HAHAHA! I should know better than to word-joust with my Austin friend! But you and I were both mistaken. The sauerkraut guy was Reinhart, third nephew-in-law, one and a half times removed to/from Reuben. At least I think that’s right!

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