whose tongue’s too short, too sticky
which lily is prone to listing, talk, talk, talk
croaks about a confused kiss
by the well, the dampest shades
of under leaf green, the depth of warts
then the silence that precedes our arrival
Lee Potts recently returned to writing poetry after a 25-year hiatus. His work has appeared in The Painted Bride Quarterly, Gargoyle, Door is a Jar, Amethyst Review, Ghost City Review, and others. He has poems forthcoming in The Saint Katherine Review and 8 Poems. He lives just outside Philadelphia with his wife and youngest daughter. You can find more of his work at leepotts.net.
Artwork: Arthur Rackham, illustration from Aesop’s Fables, 1912.