Published January 15th, 2024
Poetry Contest #18 – Second Place
by Nutmeg Hill
And in dreams I saw
A spider cocooned
In mud and branches
With an ivy leaf heart
And to me it exclaimed
The welcoming of our
final violent death
"Multitudes of solitude grows.
A pristine river
From which oil flows
Like obsidian arteries,
Which feeds an engorged heart.
The great leviathan, Apollo
Vivisecting joy, extremity
With slow violence
And spectacular might."
About the Poet
Nutmeg Hill resides in Cape Town, Western Cape, South Africa.
Read the poet's biography on Nutmeg Hill's Artist Page.
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