Grass Roots
29th May 2020
‘the whitest, frothiest, blossomest blossom that there ever could be’
(Dennis Potter, playwright, in his last interview, broadcast
April 1994)
wake each dawn in the present tense
let blackcaps with flutes serenade me
drink in the birch, the cherry and cream
in bloom like a bridesmaid’s bouquet
let blackcaps with flutes serenade me
count the sights of purple as I walk
in bloom like a bridesmaid’s bouquet
peals of campanula, clumps of catnip
count the sights of purple as I walk
lavender with scent like slowing heartbeat
peals of campanula, clumps of catnip
breathing in a world come back to life
lavender with scent like slowing heartbeat
shaven lawns of watermelon fresh
breathing in a world come back to life
teach myself the calls of evensong
shaven lawns of watermelon fresh
a pitying of doves that coo on ridges
teach myself the calls of evensong
comfort as fat-bellied pigeons purr
a pitying of doves that coo on ridges
sinking supermoon pinks up the dark
comfort as fat-bellied pigeons purr
leave my hiding place and join the world
sinking supermoon pinks up the dark
drink in the birch, the cherry and cream
leave my hiding place and join the world
wake each dawn in the present tense
Bernadette Lynch