A Poem Grown In The Dark, August 2020 In autumn before-times My plan was to keep My hyacinth bulbs, left In darkness to sleep. In springtime, in lockdown, I set the bulbs free. To my horror, my plants Had been following me. They could not be contained. They had been locked away Without water or … Continue reading A Poem Grown In The Dark
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