grass – Robin’s Nest

Change

by Kathleen Raine ChangeSaid the sun to the moon,You cannot stay.ChangeSays the moon to the waters,All is flowing.ChangeSays the fields to the grass,Seed-times and harvest,Chaff and grain.You must change,Said the worm to the bud,Though not a rose.Petals fadeThat wings may riseBorne on the wind.You are changingSaid death to the maiden, your wan faceTo memory, toContinue reading “Change”

Fox

by Alice Oswald I heard a coughas if a thief was thereoutside my sleepa sharp intake of aira fox in her fox-furstepping acrossthe grass in her black glovesbarked at my housejust so abrupt and oddthe way she wenthungrily askingin the heart’s thick accentin such serious sleeplesstrespass she camea woman with a man’s voicebut no nameasContinue reading “Fox”