21st April 2022
Verge, loud with celandines; sky, lark bright.
Campion, again my walking companion
– But also unfriend nettles, eager toxic intent
Against the year’s new-emerged knees.
Above, only blue;
While from that bank thrust up
Broad green cumulus Alexanders,
Staunch of stalk and insect-busied.
Beside my path further on,
Plastic sweated monotony of chemical potatoes left behind,
Just a breezed plummet to blue-green:
Fulmars teeter-wheeling past partner-cackled ledges,
And gannets broadwinging snowflash higher
Between arrowfall sea-strikes.
© Christopher Jessop 2022
