Banana Tree

When he visited, he asked
If a plant in the garden
were a banana tree.

Twice, “no” was all I said
And he never asked thrice.

Perhaps I should have offered
Some suggestion
What it might be—
maybe then we might discuss
not just the banana tree
but him, me and us.

by David Leo
from One Journey, Many Rivers (1997)


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