Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2009

Tree of Heaven

by Owen Lowery

Honkawa survives
as a miracle of dust
on the greyish bark,

as a concrete block
obliterated, like that,
the click of handsets

and bones resetting
in a make-shift hospital,
the end of lessons

rung between the leaves
reflecting a second sun,
a cloud's symmetry,

unholy odour
when it flowers in summer,
the buzz-saw of flies

or the unceasing 
hunger of caterpillars
crunching underneath,

light shimmered over
cheap silk refusing the touch
of a new colour. 

Added: 18.04.2009