Proclaiming the triumph of the unspoken flowers.
Lughnassadh
Tag: garden
Midsummer Murthers
Summer solstice: a natural crime story.
Beltane
Horticultural heat, hammock-time again. Flies that hover and can carpet-bomb, hedgehogs braving the road, frogs inside a goblin; and those dusky lips.
Unbalanced Equinox
The man with the missile is masturbating His shadow splats onto the garden He thinks he is making history Heaven knows he's making a mess The equinox will re-stock the garden It won't be easy this year The east reheats the cold war There are sentries in spades at the lych-gate When a man without … Continue reading Unbalanced Equinox
Imbolc
Pregnancy is perpetual. There are countless births every millisecond. The Earth is always with child. Our ground is antenatal again. The unspoken garden draws breath to speak some more. Imbolc Imbolc was an important celebration in ancient times. It was originally a pagan festival in honour of the goddess Brigid. She is associated with fertility, … Continue reading Imbolc
Plough Monday
Unearthing thoughts on Plough Monday.
Solstice
The mother of all new years first-foots the garden.
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