Frances Sjoberg

The Eclipsing Moment

A light untied
will sometime
be occluded.

Could you not.
I could not.

Epithalamium for the Undying

Off the shores of the Potomac
on its only preserved wetland
blooms the ancient lotus
from a seed nine centuries old.

Of the cryo-wooly mammoth
we dig into the scrotum
eager to impregnate a
bison and to clone him.

Sing hymen hymenaon!
Long dead wooly mammoth,
Lotus seed long dormant.
Hymen Hymenaon!