Cropped

(after Gerard Manley Hopkins’ ‘Hurrahing In Harvest’)
The leaf-down season’s a suffix. This moment has
a dummy’s charm. Serviceberries grease over.
Top-heavy, split level, blue sky’s Plexiglass.
Wait for unsprung embankments,
silver-grey scud clouds,
a celestial sphere of junk,
acid dyes, volatile chlorine clusters
stinging the tips
of a GM harvest.

Christopher Barnes


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