from 'Ventôse'
in A Revolutionary Calendar
1. Tussilage (Coltsfoot)
Because these atoms came from stars
all that holds them is a breath –
a fringed yellow sun turning
over the unwashed dishes – you're here
then everywhere
2. Cornouiller (Dogwood)
After the ice has gone and the snow
the only colour is this mass
of flaming branches – dagger lines
through clogged woods where
old tomorrows are still smouldering
3. Violier (Stock)
What flowers isn't linear but loops back
in time and weather – instant petals furl –
what I just said won't snap off into
anyone's history – that's you already
catching the scent of spring's non-arrival
4. Troène (Privet)
Take this clipped-back green where the berries
come and the birds – a private edge –
take ambiguous poisons of ownership –
take this decocted bark against
the trouble of elsewhere
5. Bouc (Billygoat)
At the centre of his own weathertime –
since the revolution is what revolves
round him – he's tethered to the sky – all of it
sweeping round on the tip of his horns –
all of it full of his very own stench
6. Asaret (Wild Ginger)
Leaves crowd in multiple curled hearts –
pages where the same old story
grows again – unreadable as the scent
of what it isn't exactly – never was –
but if you shut your eyes and breathe in –
7. Alaterne (Italian Buckthorn)
Green on paler green on cream – each leaf
a laying of maps – transparencies
of changing coastlines shifts
in population or the patchy spread of
weather – here and now heavier
8. Violette (Violet)
Making an early appearance
a fragile nod to sugar and soap –
the violence of light
splits your head
against a blue wind
9. Marceau (Goat willow)
There should be more goats
in the willows – more
goats waywardly clambering –
more willows disappearing
behind yellowish goat teeth
10. Bêche (Spade)
Call a spade a monument
to hands – a handle framing sky
a blade locked into earth
upright on the horizon –
if you dare – dare now