DEATH OF A HEDGEROW

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       DEATH OF A HEDGEROW 

There was a death here in the field last night
As stars roared down in furious fists of light,
Fiery angels falling upon the wrecked and bone wracked field
That held the little dead close to its poor and wretched ground,
Angels wept and still are weeping. 

The cries of lost frail birds pierced the grieving air,
As the hedgerow with its white blossom and its red,
Its spiders and its spider web,
Its nests of twigs and thin sheep hair
Are ripped out, crushed, and the field laid bare.

The pink dog-rose and the quiet teazle,
The dark green leaves called ‘bread-and-cheese,’
Crisp and sour upon the tongue.
The honey sip from ferocious nettle
That once found rest in the dark hedgerow,
Below the honeysuckle and the wild pink rose,
Gone now and forever gone.  

Now the fiery angels,
Lift the little tender dead in burning arms,
Roar with fury as steel and brick and concrete
Press the primrose and the snowdrop down,
Destroy the buttercup and the rabbit tracks,
Wreck small forgotten stands of corn,
And at the last, kill the gentle quaking grass. 

The hedgerow has gone
And my heart is breaking. 

                                 © 2020 Gwen Grant.

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4 thoughts on “DEATH OF A HEDGEROW

  1. It is. Every day now I have to pass huge cranes, wrecking balls etc., and watch more and more anciemt hedgerows being destroyed. Thanks, though, for your understanding comment.

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  2. Thank you for understanding comment. It is distressing and the only hope is these ancient hedgerows will be valued more than they are.

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