FOUR FEATHERS PRESS ONLINE EDITION: GRASS LEAVES Send up to three poems on the subject of or at least mentioning the words grass and/or leaves, totaling up to 150 lines in length, in the body of an email message or attached in a Word file to donkingfishercampbell@gmail.com by 11:59 PM PST on January 17th. No PDF's please. Color artwork is also desired. Please send in JPG form. No late submissions accepted. Poets and artists published in Four Feathers Press Online Edition: Grass Leaves will be published online and invited to read at the Saturday Afternoon Poetry Zoom meeting on Saturday, January 25th between 3 and 5 pm PST

Wednesday, January 15, 2025

Robert Fleming


whipping myself with grass


smokin’ grass

mowin’ grass

runnin’ naked thru grass

rabbits eatin’ grass

ass rhythmin’ with grass

walt mustin’ grass grass grass

 

mothers says:

    Walt enough singing!

    son don’t muddle yourself with grass

    leave some grass for the wilder-beasts

    don’t muddle yourself with yourself

    not in the bathroom now that mum is old

    mum needs to wee often

mother says!

        AND

other writers say:

    Walt’s used all the ANDs

    and

    left no Ands for us

    never a line without AND

    walt tries And tries for no and

        AND

other writers say!

        AND

readers say:

    song of myself is too long

    i slept before done

    i died before done

    walt please a one-page poem

    walt can’t

readers say!

        AND

walt says:

    grass / ANDs / words

    my page is done

    mother / writers / readers

    i can’t stop singing

    grass and ANDS and words

    walt whips walt with grass

walt’s ass is under bermudagrass grass

        AND






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