Early May plums
the size & color
of green olives
are well hidden
among the emerald leaves.

In the next months
as they enlarge
& purple
& eventually fall
& split open
& when
the honey bees come
to drink plum wine

a praying mantis
will be standing
& slowly rocking
on the tree’s
tawny brown trunk
waiting to roll a drunk.

Selected byNolcha Fox
Image credit:Shahab Vejdanian

I have one book of poetry published in Tucson by Moon Pony Press in 2009 titled, The Certainty of Looking Elsewhere. My poetry has been published in numerous small presses including: Dark Horse, Gargoyle, 6ix, Tor House Newsletter, The Moth & Zocalo Magazine.