Alice Oswald

SHE, that dream secretary,
who knew the ways of the skies,
once painted the moon
by painting first our eyes half-closed:
it is not so much what we see,
but what we are seeped in.

She, that dream secretary,
whose friends people the earth,
the skies, and the far, far away,
as far as the river flows,
as far as birds can fly –
friends she calls Imagery.

She, that dream secretary,
who worships weeds and flowers wild,
and finds in every kin and friend
Nature’s breath and Imagination’s poetry,
Inhabiting us in forms as varied as moonrise –
A waxing bloom or a waning wilt?

~ Alice Oswald
Vivienne Yeo

This poem is named for British poet Alice Oswald, whose 2009 collection of poems, Weeds and Wild Flowers, won the Ted Hughes Award.

It was first published in The Asia! Mag

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