847
the
bush is faster than the garden
for
Sarah St Vincent Welch
see
how it takes us
and
then a leaf along
in
the glisten
with
eyes up
ears
in
whiff
at
all
to know you are
in
rainlight
call
shots
and
set the dog on pig
here
- levitate this flower
measure
the gully in lantana
mat
patch
prepare
the harvest
let's
all go to seed
show
the scent around
our
book is all the crossing out
and
garden for a soul
grows
up around
just
where we've been let
as
if known by heart
and
taken to
a
beckoning for sunshine
a
bucketing in rain
it's
all of a delving to be
nothing
literal
has
its own treetops
makes
soil from the falling
the
fallen get a leg-up
how
where the weather went
and
it takes us along
vaster
than your pardon
we
hear the music of the spheres
ache
to go around
time
more than stars
and
further
though
nothing will unend
it's
like you could bend the whole piano
trick
yourself!
the
garden imagines a treaty was
the
house cannot be far
goes
over hills and all away
once
there was nothing named here
and
took us for a dare
the
tune of it is trackless
brings
accidents to
bush
everywhere
garden
in mind
swivel
to till
bend
ages with
like
breakfast in the branches
where
three fountains flow
and
equally beyond the map
with
sky as guide
you're in the tree
in the stars
come
to the carpet slowly
the
bush is faster than the garden
can't
we just be lost here?
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