Urban Physic Garden


Lemon Balm

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

Living slowly, or dying less fast, on calorie restriction and supplements. So, what was the bone-deep note sounding up from the ground through her feet? She put her ear to the earth by a clump of lemon balm, saw a stag beetle rotate its legs on minute cogs.
Rowyda Amin
(From Herbarium, a new poetry anthology. Launch and reading 22 July)

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