Radishes by Lorna Crozier

Radish and goat’s cheese. I am wondering if they will taste good together.

Radishes
Lorna Crozier

Radishes flip their skirts in the wind
like a line of chorus girls
throw them over their heads.

If they were singers
they’d be the Andrews sisters.
If they had jobs
they’d be nurses who drive
red sports cars after work.

Every spring you put up with
their flirtations
for the crunch between your teeth
the quick surprise
of rain and fire
they’ve saved all season
just for you.