Poppy everywhere on the bagel, poppies in the out of focus fields, poppies the feeds scroll full of puppies the home, poppies what can you say about fireworks has already exploded in mouth in blood we buds. we bud. grandpa was a farmer he tended to his poppies white and wild wind the wind. white and wild
About the Author: James Croal Jackson works in film production. His most recent chapbooks are Count Seeds With Me (Ethel Zine & Micro-Press, 2022) and Our Past Leaves (Kelsay Books, 2021). Recent poems are in Stirring, White Wall Review, and Vilas Avenue. He edits The Mantle Poetry from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (jamescroaljackson.com)
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Image Credit: Chase Dimock “Poppy” (2022)
As It Ought To Be 