Growing words
A house built for heroes
it’s a small house
two bedrooms
a kitchen
outdoor lavatory
a kitchen garden
and an acre
keep a pig
grow potatoes
Black earth
I dug black earth
I dug deep black earth
except now
I lay horse shit
on top of the growing beds
through winter
and let worms do the rest.
I read poetry
in quiet times
AS Neil said play
is children’s work
growing should be
poets play too.
