September 11, 2017 | Occasus | Issue 7 | Poetry
2 Poems by Jenny Berkel
Everything Giant
You describe your body like a tick
microscopic view everything giant looking for a way in As if it is a thing meant simply for taking I want to pluck this out of you crush it between my fingers The blood of your embarrassment bursting beneath my thumb |
Half Drunk
Drink up. Drink down. A low light curls
around the building’s snow sloped roof. The slatted blinds, the lines of time, the grit, the thick, the half drunk cup your hands around the coming hours drink up, drink down, these holy flowers that lily bloom in winter cast of low light curled in slow white pearl of petal trembling in the wake drink up drink down the news it moves all through the rooms the speaker croons and casts itself in winter hues. Drink up, drink down, drink up drink down Up, down, up drink, down, up, down drink. |
JENNY BERKEL is a poet and singer-songwriter from rural Ontario. In between playing concerts around the world, she studies English Literature & Creative Writing at the University of Western Ontario.