Ah, now I see. Thanks Doug, for alerting me to my transpositional slip. I've also replaced 'tree' with 'leaf', it being the particular source of olfactory pungency.
Bill
Homesick Villanelle
How can a gum leaf arouse such longing?
Twin eucalyptus wafts cannon nosewards.
In another land, there's no belonging.
Hankering for the familiar, aching.
It's a visceral thing, not in your head.
How can a gum leaf arouse such longing?
Irish lips lift but eyes are not smiling.
Plastic mattress protector on your bed.
In another land, there's no belonging.
A cavernous hole inside you yawning.
On Bloomsday you will be offal offered.
How can a gum leaf arouse such longing?
Unannounced, a sudden sharp craving.
Your Guinness tastes bitter, try wine instead.
In another land, there's no belonging.
Sense of ill placement, utterly wrenching.
You'd give anything to escape this dread.
How can a gum leaf arouse such longing?
In another land, there's no belonging.
Bill Wootton
1.11.12
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