Below is a poem that I have to write on for the Excel Study Guide and I really love it, it makes me think of Tam for some reason - maybe it's the Chisel link but I think it's because of the tree itself and its strength and beauty.
Enjoy!!
Flame Tree in a Quarry
From the broken bone of the hill
stripped and left for dead,
like a wrecked skull,
leaps out this bush of blood.
Out of the torn earth’s mouth
comes the old cry of praise.
Still is the song made flesh
though the singer dies –
flesh of the world’s delight,
voice of the world’s desire,
I drink you with my sight
and I am filled with fire.
Out of the very wound
springs up this scarlet breath –
this fountain of hot joy,
this living ghost of death.
2 comments:
Deep very deep
thank you :) I will have to find more of her poetry.
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