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A Charm Against The Language Of Politics

A Charm Against The Language Of Politics
by Veronica Patterson

 

Say over and over the names of things,
the clean nouns: weeping birch, bloodstone, tanager, Banshee damask rose.

Read field guides, atlases, gravestones.

At the store, bless each apple by kind: McIntosh, Winesap, Delicious, Jonathan.

Enunciate the vegetables and herbs: okra, calendula.

Go deeper into the terms of some small landscape:
spiders, for example. Then, after a speech on
compromising the environment for technology,
recite the tough, silky structure of webs: tropical stick, ladder web, mesh web, filmy dome, funnel, trap door.

When you have compared the candidates’ slippery platforms, chant the spiders: comb footed, round headed, garden cross, feather legged, ogre faced, black widow.

Remember that most short verbs are ethical: hatch, grow, spin, trap, eat.

Dig deep, pronounce clearly, pull the words
in over your head.

Hole up for the duration.

Iamblichus’s Garden

Gardening is much on my mind of late. Hardly any surprise, as it is spring here in the northern hemisphere and Storm Hannah has just made short work of my French Bean sprouts!! (Luckily, we have two million and five seeds ready to be resown).

To say that gardening has been much on my mind is a polite way of saying that our little UK council-house 12X20 ft plot has been occupying me. It occupies my ponderings, I fantasize about what the garden could look like with this or that plant in place, I try to pre-cognate the pitfalls (note: didn’t bloody well see Storm Hannah coming though…).

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