Paul Stevens

 
   
Paul Stevens was born in Yorkshire, England but lives in Australia.  He has an Honours degree in English, teaches Literature and edits The Flea, The Shit Creek Review and The Chimaera.
   
  
The Paragon of Plants
Paul Stevens
  
Eye to eye we track, grown heliotropic,
And sunlight ripples ticklish on our skin;
Your touch on my touch, phototactic, sticks.
  
We bathe in energy, our element:
Sky trickling liquid down bare branches,
Earth fingering upward through deep roots.
  
Now buds and foliage spring from manic limbs,
Hands metamorphose to the fruit they reach for:
Sense is exactly what sense apprehends,
  
And in this growth engrafts all difference
Of sex and soul, with scion cleaved to stock
And trunk to shaggy trunk. Swaying as one,
  
A paragon of plants, we rollick there,
Breathing light in, gasping out spicy air.
  
  
 
Previously published in Umbrella.

7 thoughts on “Paul Stevens

  1. Jo

    Fabulous piece. We had a poem of Paul’s in ouroboros a way back and it really stood out. The sounds here work so well.

  2. Julie

    Oh, I love The Shit Creek Review! I’ll be sure to check the other links out, too. The poem is excellent!

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