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Crickets by Marc Isaac Potter

Crickets have

Long held

A sacred contract

With worms, knowing

The earth

Has its

Wind and fire contacts

Its own power

To quake

Your left foot

Miles from your

Head. True

There is soot

In your nose

From artificial

Structures built

In the easiest places.

The earth is making itself

In an image you have never seen,

Heard about,

You will never

Have the chance

To remember.

Originally published by Firelands Review 1970

Marc Isaac Potter (we/they/them) … is a differently-abled writer living in the SF Bay Area.

Marc’s interests include blogging by email and Zen.

They have been published in Fiery Scribe Review,

Feral A Journal of Poetry and Art, Poetic Sun Poetry, and Provenance Journal.

Twitter is @marcisaacpotter.


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