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Jo Shapcott

Side by side

I GO INSIDE THE TREE

I GO INSIDE THE TREE

I GO INSIDE THE TREE

Indoors for this ash
is through the bark:
notice its colour – asphalt
or slate in the rain

then go inside, tasting
weather in the tree rings,
scoffing years of drought and storm,
moving as fast as a woodworm

who finds a kick of speed
for burrowing into the core,
for mouthing pith and sap,
until the o my god at the heart.

© 2009, Jo Shapcott
Publisher: First published on PIW,

Jo Shapcott

Jo Shapcott

(Verenigd Koninkrijk, 1953)

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I GO INSIDE THE TREE

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I GO INSIDE THE TREE

Indoors for this ash
is through the bark:
notice its colour – asphalt
or slate in the rain

then go inside, tasting
weather in the tree rings,
scoffing years of drought and storm,
moving as fast as a woodworm

who finds a kick of speed
for burrowing into the core,
for mouthing pith and sap,
until the o my god at the heart.

I GO INSIDE THE TREE

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