She deserves more, the woman,
than heaving his autumn leavings
while he rides northerlies south –
than to blanket corms in warm loam,
graft buds in bark, bank up moss
while he palms a turquoise shoreline –
than to quilt leaf mould, stoke
sets and dreys with chestnuts and worms
while he sinks grappa with buddies –
than to brace up for the bite
when he storms back to her forest
to sprinkle his killer silver dust.
‘The Greens’ by Lesley Burt won first prize in the Sentinel Literary Quarterly Poetry Competition (August 2016) judged by Terry Jones.