by David Radavich
Politics
by any other name
would not smell as sweet,
weed most voters pull
from the yard,
wild-headed seedpod
with clamorous roots,
drought-resistant
as anything
but life
still clawing
and scrambling
over each wall
and gate,
vine that wraps
every day in its green
tentacles,
occasionally flowering
a full night after
digging up
and tearing out
the vestiges.
David Radavich's poetry publications include Slain Species (Court Poetry Press, London), By the Way (Buttonwood Press, 1998), Greatest Hits (Pudding House Press, 2000), and America Bound: An Epic for Our Time (Plain View Press, 2007)as well as individual poems in anthologies and magazines. His plays have been performed across the U.S. and abroad, including five Off-Off-Broadway productions. He also enjoys writing essays on poetry, drama, and contemporary issues. His latest book is Canonicals: Love’s Hours (Finishing Line, 2009).
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