Don’t sing the blues – by Seth Crook

 

sing the oranges,
a finer, more expressive sound.
It is

full of sun
and satisfying sweetness,
even pips.

 

 

 

 

Seth Crook rarely leaves the Isle of Mull. His poems travel for him. This year they have appeared in such places as Northwords Now, Poetry Scotland, The Journal, Raum, Lighthouse, Antiphon, Picaroon, Snakeskin, Ink, Sweat and Tears and elsewhere. (Elsewhere should be a magazine, but isn’t). He currently edits the poem/photo section of The Fat Damsel.

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