In Touch
Haworth Hodgkinson
She opened the book,
new and crisp.
She read about fragile willows
and pedunculate oaks,
about bog myrtle and broom.
She glanced over accurately drawn couch grasses,
wall barley,
purple moor grass,
wood melick.
She marvelled at barn swallows, pied wagtails;
at vulgar starlings and wood larks....
She closed the book.
Outside, there were only trees,
grass and birds.
She knew them well.
Written 1995
Edited 2004
Published in
Spirit of the Deveron, 2008
(Blue Salt Publishing)
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