This poem is taken from Stand 223, 17(3) September - November 2019.

Harriet Tarlo Two Poems
from ‘Cut Flowers’

noon feels like eclipse or evening
read sun                     red then orange
wind gets                    up, taint right is it
warm                          cloud covers millstone    
uncovers                    grit school on scene-set
greystorm                   children call, tractor growls
skydrop                      unfalling late white clover
lit up

fat bees on Michaelmas daisies drowsing
or dying, dede            autumn winds pull
down weeds               went hungry, will to
winter                          when seasons were
stronger                      quartered calls to    
account                       labour, debt under
pretence                     orange moon
of angels
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