Uncommon Banyan II: The Tender’s Call
An acceptance speech in verse upon appointment as inaugural Commonwealth Poet Laureate Delivered at Commonwealth Foundation, Marlborough House, June 12,…
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28 August 2017
The twisted root of my heart
is sprouting fern,
uncoiling; palms opening in surrender.
The knots are still there underneath,
falling apart, keeping together.
The dirt in my belly stirs,
fertile and full of worms
though I am not of this earth.
Shake me from sleep
into a quiet glasshouse.
Take me away from my
self, to a nameless garden.
There I will forgive
every time your eyes saw me
but I was not there.
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