Hi Arthur,

I lked the activity of the last three lines in this poem as true Arthur, 
poet, came into his own. The rest of the poem I found a little derivative 
and belonging alongside a lot of samey other poems about gardening. You 
could make this quite powerful with a rethink.



bw
James





>From: arthur seeley <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New sub: The expulsion
>Date: Fri, 27 Jun 2003 11:19:06 +0100
>
>The expulsion
>
>Dandelions were not intended here
>so I pronounce them ‘Weed’;
>wrench them out, expel them,
>bid them burn their bright discs
>in another place; leave me to coax
>petunias or dahlias out of this warm earth.
>
>Their tiny suns fold into a sleep, a change
>and come the first warm days
>a frail sphere, soft as web, will bloom,
>silent as sin and wind-borne,
>they’ll paraglide in battalions
>to storm my tidy world.

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