‘I learned: Trespass’

Poem by Dana Littlepage Smith

'I learned a silent green weaves its way through the rising and the falling of all things.' | Photo: by Mandy Naleli on Unsplash

I learned there was not always this crack guttering through
the meadowlands of days, through our restless minds and bodies.

I learned the welfare state once meant the right
to forage hazelnuts in leaf litter, chanterelle and roots…

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