Posted by Tracy
An article by John Kinsella, published in the New Statesman, can be read here.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Poem extract
By Tracy
From "Cowslip Orchids: for David E. Musselwhite", published in Hothouse (Fremantle Press/Arc 2002/2006) pp. 97-98.
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From "Cowslip Orchids: for David E. Musselwhite", published in Hothouse (Fremantle Press/Arc 2002/2006) pp. 97-98.
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Which of us is gone
which away from
this is a third space
word-made uninhabited
the flowers are asterisks
contested passages
if flags then yellow alert
nothing less certain
than what the world gives
a waxen solidity
that passes
grass that receives
our tread and erases
all flesh is
yet how we grasp.
Labels:
cowslip orchids,
David Musselwhite,
Hothouse,
poem,
wildflowers
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