The Norwich Cathedral Herb Garden
You can now read (and hear) my poem Cuckoo Converses with a Bishop on The National Centre for Writing's Website here.
Late last year, NCW commissioned me to write a new poem for Wandering Words, an interactive poetry map of Norwich. I chose to write about The Norwich Cathedral Herb Garden, which you can find at 5 The Close, Norwich NR1 4DH.
Here's a preview from the first part of the poem:
Cuckoo Converses with a Bishop
Peeping April discloses me tenderly,
perched in a fresh and leafy medlar tree,
crowded by precocious buds. You see,
I was rebuffed by a grey naiad of misty showers
who shook the crystals from her hair
and birled me about, until I sat somewhere
to puff the droplets from my feathers.
But where is this I find myself?
Webs cling to bits of brick, clutching trifles:
dead spiders, fragments of an old leaf,
silly rubbish meaning nothing.
You there, Bishop is it?
I must tell the news - it’s Spring!
Look, here is the fragrant winking woodruff,
there the loveage waxing lush, and
high in the yew a haughty blackbird: chuff chuff chuff.
I am a sprightly thing, a secret note
dropped from Nature’s catalogue.
You are a lucky man, Bishop.
Can you speak? Arise, I’ll instruct you...
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