Graham Brown's Blog (4)

saying to the trees as we cut them down

have a nice day

saying to the beggars

thank you

saying to the corporations

as they take us from behind

I hope you like my body

saying to the billions

being made from the war

enjoy

of course I'm a snotty

Englishman long live

America long live

Father Christmas

that smutty pervert

Colonel Kentucky

as we smile our grimace

grimace our smile

as we die from cancers

caused by… Continue

walking in the bit

of the forest

in October

they had left alone

the biggest

rowan

I had ever seen

chaotic

& generous, so

I looked it up

in the dictionary

wild, "waild"

maybe easier

to define

by what

it is not

tame

domesticated

"wild fancies", "wild

laughter, very

enthusiastic

irrational"

"a wild guess"

at these countless

dialects

of green

uncivilized

from… Continue

THE GREEN WORD



grows inside me, it wants to kick me out of the nest

it is a cuckoo, calling its name



& a nightingale, it says

look poet get real, the green word



has roots & wings & jewels of fire

& stones from the field on which we trip



& say shit, they are

expensive because



she wants to have them all, the green word

is my daimon, my genius, my soul



it farts in my face, saying Be Not Rude

the green… Continue

RESOLVE AT THE WINTER SOLSTICE

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