feeding mostly our meals,
tough but not inedible,
able to stand up to the heat
yet yielding more in the mild,
putting up with rain like a lake,
common though still a fraction
and ripe with the manifold essentials;
is little else than oat
occupying a corner in the wheat.
About the Poet
Carson Pytell is a poet living in a small town outside Albany, NY. His work has appeared in numerous venues online and is currently available or forthcoming in print from such publications as Vita Brevis Press, The Virginia Normal, NoD Magazine, Blue Moon Lit & Art Review, Spank the Carp, Crack the Spine, Futures Trading, Down in the Dirt Magazine, Gideon Poetry Review, and Children, Churches & Daddies, among others.
His debut collection, First-Year (Alien Buddha Press, 2020), will be available through Amazon. When he isn’t writing, reading, sleeping or picking the blues, Carson enjoys silent and foreign film, documentaries on fellow writers, the music of Townes Van Zandt, the art of Odilon Redon and the politics of absolutely no one.