01 to 08 July - court of miracles

Hush - we are the greens

If you cut us - do we not bleed sap ?

We are so close - don’t tell us we’re not brothers, sisters on the rock

We all need air

And sunshine water and a patch of earth

No bigger than a hand for roots

To anchor us and give us our direction

Connection to a distant star

The moving’s relative

The whole world spins

The earth holds steady underneath the hand

A G 05/07/2020

the court of miracles

not to have lost is a blessing - it’s all in the scale

here on the window sill - all in a line

- running up and down notes

In an octave

I have a mother-in-laws tongue

So much clearer to see when it’s close

I have a Chinese cactus from Keri at the takeaway

It’s barely believable

A leafless baobab is sprouting again

This stuff that dreams are made of

after many months, it’s showing

The thing they do with water

a millimetre of the brightest green

and may yet have leaves.

Earth and Sunlight

Bromeliad,

Like scales played on a piano

a growing coconut - well past the stage when it was cute

Everyday Miracles

or even fit under the rail, house leeks and crassulas, living stones,

Colossal in scale

a pottery rabbit

And still within reach

and an aloe vera

A G 08/07/2020

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