Botanic / "Beginning with four words from a poem by Joseph Massey"
By Cameron Lowe
[not published yet]
There’s little
to say. The fig—
giant—leans
across the
bridge, reaches
up into
itself, names
fading
from the love
heart
scored in its
trunk.
[not published yet]
There’s little
to say. The fig—
giant—leans
across the
bridge, reaches
up into
itself, names
fading
from the love
heart
scored in its
trunk.