Caprice for the King King Rudolph chortled at my painted jest– his radish rabbit teeth, his pea-green pods for eyelids, his vegetation-muscled chest. I dubbed him Vertummus, the Roman god of metamorphoses and growing things. Curiosities and alchemy drew Rudolph more than statecraft, and the king collected things with odd vitality. Turning up in turnip, artichoke, cabbage, apples, leeks, and spikes of grain, he sees he is grotesque–in part a joke, but too, a novel god. The king’s domain in Europe has grown to growing crops? I know that painters profit when regal egos grow. Barbara Lydecker Crane Barbara Lydecker Crane, a finalist for the 2017 and the 2019 Rattle Poetry Prize, has won awards from the Maria Faust Sonnet Contest, the Helen Schaible Sonnet Contest, and others. She has published three chapbooks: Zero Gravitas (White Violet Press, 2012), Alphabetricks (Daffydowndilly Press, 2013), and BackWords Logic (Local Gems Press, 2017). Her poems have appeared in Ekphrastic Review, First Things, Light, Lighten-Up-Online, Measure, Rattle, Think, Writer’s Almanac, and several anthologies. She is also an artist.
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