Urban Physic Garden

 

Gotu Kola



July 1st, 2011 · No Comments · Medicinal Plants Poetry Project

The Coca Cola river runs dry.
As sweetness turns muddy, the bubbles escape.
The factory now bottles chlorophyll only,
And I am the horse that draws the cart.
 
They haven’t yet discovered the planet
I hide under my leaves.
Buddhist animals, slime and leprous wisdom
Have learned to live in peace.
 
Assembly lines, insomniacs and cow sheds
Expect eagerly
Green cascades to fall in mildness
To help the ceiling soften.
 
They say I grow,
But mostly, I absorb.
 
 
Livia Dragomir
(From Herbarium, a new poetry anthology. Launch and reading 22 July)

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