Poem in which Derek Jarman looks at a forest

whoso list: I Love The 50s
.   Formica countdown of glistening boredom
borstal-grey wanks    a cropped boy
.   aswim in tinselled air    a language
opaque, acrylic, stiff-sopping
.   the happy metaphor: body as field
colour as memory, bole-spurt
.   as use-value, enclosure etc
& apples gravid thoughts
.   requisitioned to the tongue
the deer are plagiarised    but gorse
the scissoring gold    verbs as thorns
that patterns wind in branches
.   & sea-thrift    a bit of the ready
or love an hind    razed bracken’s lightning
.   & breath in midst of heather

Dan Barrow


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