Rain: The Potter Poem by Saiom Shriver

Rain: The Potter



Tendrils of fog
form into figs.
Mysteriously,
mist figments
are minted
into spearmint.

Version 2

Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fruits
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Footnote:
Spearmint and other
plants have the right
to grow unmolested
by leaf pickers.
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