'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: Trespass’
Poem by Dana Littlepage Smith
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…