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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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