13 APRIL 1985, Page 28
The Poet's Garden
There's a pollen of bees In the heart of the flowers A survival of grubs In the cabbage A compost of words At one end of the plot At the other A stillbirth of garbage.
Gabriel Fitzmaurice
There's a pollen of bees In the heart of the flowers A survival of grubs In the cabbage A compost of words At one end of the plot At the other A stillbirth of garbage.
Gabriel Fitzmaurice