Bind Weed Blazon
once bind weed on a glass roundel was feeding a horse
white is stone is chalk particle by particle becomes flint
lost black bryony in my thrall
bind weed takes flight and a butterfly snow
what was learning weoid
is before learning weoidian
as this now is
a moment of care wiod
becoming less
becoming wiodan
in a man of fishes and peaches
any lack of hands or mind or eye or bind weed or
name investigates leaf
“I could not unpack the huddling and gnarls the shapes
and sequences of the running”
hedge bells tolling
lolling in easy chime Monday
bind weed blazon weed
weed blazon
bind
bleed bind over
blazon
blind
weed
is early summer atrazine and sodium chlorate nothing
on the permanent way but on cess margin bind weed
grows having slightly greater resistance
where waste dumped builders rubble rapid
extension of leaf and root lateral spread climbs over fences roots
down fifteen feet spraying only
encourages
feeling perhaps moss in the throat-silk
sweated bees above the eyes
bees drank curses cocoon hedge
over bind weed
vistas pull stem
allow moon bare
legs stung rise
root not reached
fall asleep night’s fists make up a nose gay
once a child climbed into a bind weed flower
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| Notes: A response to an object encountered. The portrait as a moment in time and space. The steady accumulation of many moments, times, spaces, readings, associations. A writing that continues through several seasonal cycles of a plant's life and also the poet's. Periods, too, when plant and writing is forgotten. A gathering of notes, poems, and drafts. A final, unexpected reduction and condensing in which the poem finds, almost, its present form. Repeated reading and inhabiting of this new form, adjusting and re-arranging. Still the idea of “portrait” central as ground and motivation, but not a single or successive moment in time and space. Finding a new field with its own laws for orchestrating word, space and time. |
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