On the Burden of Flowering – Robert Okaji

Even the cactus wren
surrenders itself
to the task,

though it rarely listens
to my voice. How do clouds
blossom day to day

and leave so little
behind? The bookless shelf
begs to be filled, but instead

I watch the morning age
with the sun’s arc.
Yesterday you said

the mint marigold
was dying. Today it
stands tall. Yellowing.

Robert OkajiRobert Okaji lives in Texas. His work has appeared in such publications as Mockingheart Review, Eclectica and Otoliths, and can also be found on his blog at www.robertokaji.com.