Monday, 22 April 2019

Song of Praise

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O garden of mosses and wave petunias
flaunty japonica in brilliant auras

O wooden bench on painted deck
occasional fleck of a resettled petal

O gardener checking tomatoes in pots
digging up lots for next year’s crops

O sunless day in September before the turning
red burning of green leaves

O socks and shoes and fleeting epochs
hydrangea bushes and bird-feather blues

everything everything O so morning
the unnamed tree with its rabbit ears

the cedars, the grasses, the finger marked glasses,
the rusty shears and later years

the melted candle on window sill
O happy pill and polymer painted palisade fractal.

(from Infinite Power, Eskasis 2016)


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