Pastoral by BY JENNIFER CHAN
Something in the field is
working away. Root-noise.
of weak chlorophyll, no
name for it. Something
in the field has mastered
distance by living too close
to fences. Yellow fruit, has it
pit or seeds? Stalk of wither. Grass-
noise fighting weed-noise. Dirt
and chant. Something in the
field. Coreopsis. I did not mean
to say that. Yellow petal, has it
wither-gift? Has it gorgeous
rash? Leaf-loss and worried
sprout, its bursting art. Some-
thing in the. Field fallowed and
cicada. I did not mean to
say. Has it roar and bloom?
Has it road and follow? A thistle
prick, fraught burrs, such
easy attachment. Stem-
and stamen-noise. Can I lime-
flower? Can I chamomile?
Something in the field cannot.
Vintage botanical illustration has been altered and given a more contemporary feel to partner this wonderful evocative poem by Jennifer Chang. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have. Matching words and pictures is my dream occupation. Fortunately I have lots of opportunity to do it. I am a very lucky woman.