Catherine Graham | Issue 27

Two Poems from Put Flowers Around Us and Pretend We’re Dead: New and Selected Poems

Consider the Scythian Lamb
 
We reason about unreasonable things:
the ratio of a hippogryph’s
wings to its body, if it can fly.
 
If the yeti is more likely than elf
to exist when we know
they both don’t.
 
Consider the Scythian Lamb.
Seed breaks through, roots
stalk their slow crawl
 
into green networks
towards the nourishing air, lengthen
with sun’s …