Day 6
The prompt today (which you can find here) was to take a line from a book, write a poem using it as a title or starting point, then call it something different from the line you chose.
I took a sentence from a lovely book I’m reading called The Morville Hours by Katherine Swift– all about a woman and her garden: ‘bulbs making leaves but no flowers in the deepening shade’.
The lily of the final title is really lovely – worth googling if you like flowers.
Day Lily Double Dreamer
Her leaves rigid
with water. No blooms
unless she dessicates.
Can’t stop the rain
of his dramas.
His floods of need.
She dreams of a bell jar
in a greenhouse,
with a heater,
of dry roots,
papery bulb, air
between its layers.
Could a bud nudge
out, squeak up past
turgid leaves?
Mango yellow
crepe de chine
outburst,
petals curling back,
ruby tunnel
to the centre.
She wants the sun
to heat her, dry
her, fire her up.
Still the rain
pours down; clatters
off the leaves,
douses the ground.
She won’t bloom
in this sodden wood.
