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60 pages, Kindle Edition
Published May 6, 2025
Imagine a badger moving past human things,
crossing the stream on stepping stones
then climbing the steps to the gravel path,
the treads and risers exactly the wrong gauge
for its low-slung frame and footstool legs.
And then on the groomed lawn by the big house
pronging the soil for grubs, its hippy coat
silvered by porch lights and carriage lamps.
It passes the bee boles without looking up,
rounds the fluted plinth of a sundial
telling the wrong time under a fat moon.
Imagine it standing up like a toddler to lap
from the bird bath, clocking its own burglar's face
in the French windows, think of it shuffling along
through the melon yard where beaver-tailed glass
distils dew into cast iron gutters and butts,
notice its long snout hoovering smells
by the bins, stare at its sticky tongue
blotting woodlice, earwigs and snails
from the compost heap and summerhouse floor.
Picture its shaving-brush rump dusting the farm gate.
In the walled garden its shadow scuttles
brick to brick, then it scrabbles and fossicks
below the elephant ears in the rhubarb patch.
With the night shift over it goes to ground
in blind tunnels hung with wiry roots
under roads, parks, floorboards and footings,
stashes itself in deep starless holes with its clan.
In the warm dark the cubs rise like loaves.
A lovely book of poems inspired by the Lost Gardens of Helicon in Cornwall, each featuring a creature's 'dwelling place'. Some very short, like Warren and Web (which I particularly like!) and others much longer and very witty, such as the brilliant and very funny Insect Hotel. This was out and out my favourite poem in the book!
Interspersed with gorgeous illustrations by Beth Munro, this is a beautiful slim volume, perfect to dip into, or to give as a gift. My copy was a Christmas gift from a friend, and it is definitely a keeper.