Urban Physic Garden



June 28th, 2011 · No Comments · Medicinal Plants Poetry Project

yellow lamb lemony swoop
green so quick you could
miss it if you blink & there’s
down too, like the softness of a life
there’s the name, Arnica,
loll of each canyon billowing
chipmunks rattlesnakes hiss bliss
this Arnica the only witness to the
chipmunk’s death, its striped
face a strange mask – hell,
you may see it there, storing life
in its cheeks; twigs, soft grass.
Liz Adams
(From Herbarium, a new poetry anthology. Launch and reading 22 July)

No Comments so far ↓