Urban Physic Garden



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

Weighed down by last night’s rain, it sprawls
and overflows the terracotta
leaving just a globe of knots
erect, its seed-clutch, swaying dangerously.
Letting the filigree trail
against my palm, I cut handfuls for garnish,
each strand a traced blood-vein,
a web of backroads pencilled into the mapbook.
John Clegg
(From Herbarium, a new poetry anthology. Launch and reading 22 July)

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