'You bring me a basket of peaches' and 'Procession'
Poetry
by Hanna Webster
You bring me a basket of peaches
and I peel and slice
crescent moons, hands wet
with their juices
Next week, I arrive
on your doorstep with an offering
redolent of brown sugar, steam
pinking my smile
We plop homemade heavy cream
on peach pie, burn our fingers
against caramel edges
then run our fingers under cold water,
shaking our heads
Incandescence envelops
your body and the amber walls
of your living room grow
warm in our presence. There is
a magnetism I’ve stopped trying
to resist, though I never act on. Still,
it caresses.
Over just-sweet-enough dessert wine
(because we’re feeling indulgent)
you tell me I haven’t changed
And you squeeze my shoulder as you stand
to take my plate.
Procession
About the Author
Hanna Webster is an award-winning journalist and poet with an M.A. from Johns Hopkins University. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in HAD, Bellingham Review, Epiphany Mag, BRUISER Mag, Fifth Wheel Press, Door is A Jar Mag, and elsewhere. She lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. X: @hannamwebster; Insta: @ivory.daydream
About the Artist
A multi-disciplinary creative, Mark Holman’s practice initially focused on figurative subjects – both sculpted and drawn. Recently, his process has drawn on parallel creative ventures as an actor, musician and horticulturalist, evolving beyond the purely figurative to focus on human connections with nature in a more socially engaged way. The goal of Mark’s current projects is to engage community and encourage discourse, supporting sustainability and promoting healthier relationships with the environment.