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nodding acquaintance

a foxglove that I never plantedbut was pleased to see in leaf last yearis tall now….. and dark pinkbees visit…… sliding their fuzzy arsesinto the snug pipes of the flowersreading the secret codes of pollen I see it from my … Continue reading

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March Paranoia

I think I might have daffodils the whole place is full of them banks……..hedgerows outbursts in fields tete-a-tete in gardens and in window boxes I  keep my distance stay in and  watch the news the world burns with them yellow … Continue reading

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she paints the many-petalled poppy

I’ve been guest blogger on a friend’s site: O is for Georgia O’Keeffe, Artist, #AtoZ Challenge 2017

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Flick weed and other difficulties

my neighbour’s new                       ..to gardening but believes it to be therapeutic    .works in the NHS                           … Continue reading

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A word for it

Fatheaded Lizzie’s an easy step from Fatshedera lizei she’s green and glossy                  ……………bossy shoving the shrub we call wee gelia to one side wee gelia’s pink and white and like a wedding … Continue reading

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A small thing noticed

pasque flowers purple under silver fuzz skinshine spring bloodblossoms Jan Dean

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Easter Saturday

the altars are stripped          brass crosses dark in shrouds of purple net     there is no damask now no silk falls to soak up sound        we hear our heavy feet in vivid stone …………………..cold on Saturday morning the movement … Continue reading

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Mass in B Minor

Bach left just enough room for daffodils narcissi incarnatus willow crucifixus under moonlight they slowly opened and their cool wet smell filled the room ……….  Jan Dean ……….J

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John Wyndham’s Lilies

he must have seen their searching snake heads slow opening to tiny precise beaks screams beyond hearing fill the room glass thrills with them they are wide open white each pistil a stalked eye each stamen a long dark bean … Continue reading

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