Urban Physic Garden

 

Southernwood



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

O lad’s love I can’t imagine you, but
as brief, fresh and lemony, little
green curls to run a hand through
scenting a closed garden this summer dusk
by the artifice of Artemis: to burn
the corpse of Actaeon upon a pyre of southernwood
crackling & fragrant. Breathe it in!
Brief, brief!
    poignant the swifts’ cry above
this tender green
 
 
Peter Philpott
(From Herbarium, a new poetry anthology. Launch and reading 22 July)

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