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Bergamot by Pippa Little

Persians love all things sour and bitter

best of all bergamot’s green rind

and cut scent of rain

that pricks my eyes with tears.




We only have

my fine bone cup’s spiderlings of light,

your horn spoon, freckled with sparrow-down,

and shared grains of an unseen coast,

whisper of perfidious winds.




Longer than old-womanhood

and the moon’s recede/return, apogee/perigee,

longer than all desire, our journey:

the brew is hot now, perfect,

let there be kindness enough and time

so we drink to the end of it.



The Linnets Wings