Alice Oswald

BY VIVIENNE YEO
*Special to asia!

 

She, that dream secretary 

who knew the ways of the skies,

once painted the moon

by painting first our eyes half-closed:

it is not so much what we see,

but what we are seeped in.

 

She, that dream secretary, 

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whose friends people the earth,

the skies, and the far, far away,

as far as the river flows,

as far as birds can fly –

friends she calls Imagery.

 

She, that dream secretary,

who worships weeds and flowers wild,

and finds in every kin and friend

Nature’s breath and Imagination’s poetry,

Inhabiting us in forms as varied as moonrise –

A waxing bloom or a waning wilt? 

 

 

 

Vivienne Yeo teaches writing from her home near the East Coast beach in Singapore. 
She has a weakness for pots and pans, phaleanopsis orchids, and hardcover books.