Jody Azzouni



Originally published in Cider Press Review 6, 2005.
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Poem | Jody's Notes


Even the vines lush

with attitude. I watch

the sweet of his gestures,

the flutter of her perfume; I pray

for overcast, the invasion of snowflake,

rootless flower. My coiling mind

waits: for them leisure is still jigsaw

with pleasure. But soon

flavor will be a locus: its essence memory.