2021. Poem, Sheep skulls, dried plants from a Somerset garden. Selected for the Bath Open Art Prize 2021.

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Speak to me

 

From the mountains of Andalusia

Arid landscapes long forgotten 

Journeys end with a new beginning

 

A wretched story

Discarded at the farmhouse door 

By the dog 

 

Speak to me 

In the wake of vultures

Bleached skulls scoured by insects 

 

No Golden Fleece to receive the dew of heavens kiss

Not without suffering

Your pilgrimage from rock wind rain cactus clay earth 

 

And so it is now to change a little 

Transfigured into a totem imbued with fragrant intimacy 

Magdalena rose hollyhock lavender seed corn silk leaf petal 

 

Ravished eye socket nose jaw mouth teeth bone 

White bone on bone 

Now a sacred prayer of natures flawed beauty

 

Amen.

 

 

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‘If our heart were large enough to love life in all its details, we would see that every instant is at once a giver and a plunderer’

 

- Bergon