Cuphea

Kenneth Pobo

I wait for our cigar plant to open,

fiery cylinders that hummingbirds crave.

Blooms will stand together, red-bloused women.

I wait for our cigar plant to open—

it’s already August. I wonder when

I’ll see them, facing autumn, calm and brave.

I wait for our cigar plant to open,

fiery cylinders that hummingbirds crave.

About the Author

Kenneth Pobo (he/him) has two new books out: At The Window, Silence (Fernwood Press) and It Gets Dark So Soon Now (Broken Tribe Press).