'Nobody knows the colours I’ve seen.'

Poem by Jonathan Wooding

Remarks on colour

Poem by Jonathan Wooding

by Jonathan Wooding 30th April 2021

for Graham Shaw, author of ‘God in our Hands’

See! Our bio pod, the Earth, compendium of hot colour,
all tricked out in oriflamme, in indigo, in ruby,
its spinach-green grasses, jasper soils, its verdigris,
their slow-burn insouciance, their flair.