by Sarah Kanning
Splaying their organs to breezes and blackflies
heaving like wantons their showy protrusions,
their crevices, crannies and dew-licked devices:
irises, waxy-lipped, cool in the spring.
The yellow-throated bafflements
of candy-scented leonines
three sisters to a stem
sweet musk tilts the wind.
(published in The Gay and Lesbian Review, May-June 2007)
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