an oak’s
robustness all
reduced to essence nutwise
gloss green encased shaping egg
its sticky thimble cup
unclasps to earth
the acorn
Martin Potter (https://martinpotterpoet.home.blog) is a poet and academic, and his poems have appeared in Acumen, The French Literary Review, Eborakon, Scintilla, Ink Sweat & Tears, The Poetry Village, and other journals. His pamphlet In the Particular was published by Eyewear in December, 2017.
If I could take a drop
of honey from the tongue of Satan,
or dip my silver chalice
in an Erewhon river of chocolate,
I would feed you, my lips to yours.
Instead I have filled my mouth
with words, my cup
with water from a mudpuddle
still I ask you
take your nourishment
from me
Robert Beveridge makes noise (xterminal.bandcamp.com) and writes poetry in Akron, OH. Recent/upcoming appearances in Savant-Garde, Other People’s Flowers, and The Indiana Horror Review, among others.
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