Urban Physic Garden

 

Evening Primrose



July 7th, 2011 · No Comments · Medicinal Plants Poetry Project

King’s Cureall

The primroses of the new world
stand high as a German Shepherd
are a lustier yellow and open
in the evening, so there’s no hurry.

Land is endlessly rolling
waiting for you to stake a claim,
grab your pegs and garden string
there will be no mortgage, no rent.

The weather, mild and sunny,
will greatly improve your complexion,
the late night corner store has a trestle
of wholesome vegetables in the dark.

All the insects are exciting, stag-beetles,
pied ladybirds, grasshoppers.
Hospital workers soap the floor
like debutantes making-up their faces.

Soldiers shine ceremonial uniforms,
build rope swings which fling
out into the river, each day judged
by a rising audience of flowers.
 
 
Holly Hopkins
(From Herbarium, a new poetry anthology. Launch and reading 22 July)

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