Zebulon Huset – Poem – 6

Of Only Asparagus and Elephant Dreams
by Zebulon Huset

Asparagus grows best near the sea
where salt has contaminated the soil.
And we say things like “Selfie city.”
And we say things like “Not right now.”
And we say things like “If you don’t know,
forget it.” And we dream of elephants.
The ovum of avocado pit is rock solid
until time for the baby sprouts to emerge
like chicks cawing out for nutrients.
And we say things like “Now or never.”
And we say things like “I’m starving.”
And we say things like “I just don’t know.”
White asparagus is hilled like hobbits
to keep it tender as white gold to teeth.
If it grows too large it gets woody
as it prepares to test the world’s erosion.
And we say things like “I don’t know.”
And we say things like “Give it time.”
And we say things like “Just give it time,”
and we dream only of elephants.

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Zebulon Huset is a teacher, writer and photographer living in San Diego. His writing has recently appeared in Meridian, The Southern Review, Louisville Review, Fence, Rosebud, Atlanta Review, Texas Review and Fjords Review among others. He publishes a writing prompt blog Notebooking Daily and is the editor of the journal Coastal Shelf.