GREEN_SPACE Poetry notes blog.
A year in green space
Out like a school-girl skyving down the arboretum. Socialised tongues speak organic tea, soft-boiled politics, food/soil preparation.
Over-satiated by light, vegetables lean, fat on festival beer, their pupils harvesting relations, too early/late for flowering.
All pause. All flesh-dust raked through skittish beds, permacultured to tolerance, in the golden dots before evening.
Stilled plots, incestuous as noble seed, stop. Frost, festive cleansing on the almanac’s cake, seals history.
Advent moves in: tables, wares, local initiative, floats…
tinsel dressed annuals counting.
Photo by Laurie Ann Loveridge