



The woods across the field got up this morning and decided they weren’t going to take it anymore – this greenhouse mess. Already growing faster than anyone expected they could, they doubled in height in the space of ten minutes. They doubled again. And again. I was here, on this side of the field, when the immense shade began. Soon the woods were interfering with volcanic ash. And it wasn’t long before they’d done what they set out to do. They’d reached the sun.
River river river
End to end to end your name flows never-ending
River river river river
One part starts where one part starts where one part starts
River even backwards you’d be much the same
If only in a dream
End to end to end to end
Upriver
To the stream.
Iris to iris
I can see
Flowers when you look at me
Floating on an open sea
Blink
And think
Their way to me.