This poem is taken from Stand 216, 15(4) December 2017 - February 2018.

Isabel Palmer Three Poems
In memory of Allen Wedgewood, wounded, presumed killed, during a night assault on Turkish trenches at Gallipoli, aged 22, on 19
th August 1915, and his mother, Mary Louisa Wedgewood (1854-1953), who created the Wedgewood Herbarium to commemorate her son.

Flowers are restful to look at; they have neither emotion nor conflicts…’ – Sigmund Freud

every home-grown flower
she couldn’t bring him,
with names in Sunday-best,
                              Cardamine pratensis.
silver-white, like shells
missing the sea;
blue columbine
                              Aquilegia vulgaris
five birds, long-necked for flight;

ox-eyed daisies, mouse-eared  
forget-me-nots, freckled oxlips:  
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