Michael Jones has taught in public schools since 1990. His poetry appears in journals such as Atlanta Review, Beloit Poetry Journal, and Cream City Review, and in a chapbook, Moved (Kattywompus, 2016).
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Baobabs’ ultra-thick trunks
are juicy. Elephants
chew through them like melons;
eat the fruit, too, pooping
seeds. Dreams of arid lands
a-greening say Paradise!
while dise‘s roots say garden
walls are fruits of labor:
daiz, from dhyegh, “to shape.”
Elephants are pachyderms;
baobabs are pachycauls.
Such improbable
cohabitations
shape happiness. Ancients
drew elephants with baobabs.
Clementine Unbound 