Poets and artists published in Four Feathers Press Online Edition: Too Hot are now published online and invited to read at the Saturday Afternoon Poetry Zoom meeting on Saturday, October 25th between 3 and 4:30 pm PST.

Friday, October 17, 2025

Andy Palasciano

Refinery


When you think you are superior to someone,

you feel you don’t have to be nice to that person

because they should be serving you!

The gold you keep in your refinery is too hot

and melts the skin.  You keep it for yourself,

trying to hold it in your hands.

But when we are kind to everyone in our house

and those outside of our house,

as Isaiah said, He “will make our battlements of rubies,

and our gates of carbuncles.”




Fish Tank


I stood like a fish sleeping,

with its eyes open.

My fish tank I stared through,

and stood on, was a gallery.

We decided it was too hot

outside and the AC felt

good inside.

But art was never supposed to

replace nature,

but bring us closer to it.

We should care for the twigs,

for they bear berries,

and we will never receive

money under our pillow,

if we stop believing in fairies.


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