Holy of Hollies

It is written 
that the almond
sprung from the
genitals of the
Near Eastern 
Goddess Cybele. 
And I thought that I
was just eating nuts. 
They say that woman’s
essence is in apricots 
and scallops, and floats
like the lotus and lily. 
But like some *sshole, 
I thought you were a ring
to wear, some black stone
to venerate. I consecrate
the stone and tried to wear it,
like an amulet, making
you a holy of hollies, my crypt, 
my cave, my Mecca. 
My ring, like a halo. 
Yet I never got the symbolism.
Beautiful and many breasted. 
A stone fitted
from a different dimension.

George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat ReviewMoria Poetry JournalChronogram JournalAmpersand Literary ReviewThe Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA TodayThe Wall Street JournalThe AtlanticHavana TimesSouth China Morning PostThe Buffalo News, and more. 

See all his poems on Tea House here.

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One Reply to “Holy of Hollies”

  1. yes yes
    thank you thank you
    so this –

    zen *
    zen *
    how delightful !

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