Get Pretty. Girl.
(i) Taste. I can already smell something
Sweet. Entwined. I know. As I have no doubt
Embedded. You know. That it is honeysuckle
Growing. Beneath. In the hedge it simply
Weaves in & Outside -
As you stand there & look at them
They are. Foreign. Very peculiar. You stand
Some distance. Moving. Away you cannot see
Them clearly. Girl. That’s w h y h o n e y s u c k
l e has d e v e l o p e d its. Outlandish perfume
(ii) Let us go forward into the next field.
Dog Rose. Entwined. For as many years
As I can r e m e m b e r. E m b e d d e d. H a s
b e e n. Famous for their wild roses. Beneath.
Notice. That the branches are bearing. Outside.
Their f l o w e r s. T a s t e. At the very top -
Of course. Moving. Is an advantage. I will go as far
As to say i t i s . Girl. Essential. Backwards curving
Prickles, which attach delight. Themselves. &
Literally take possession of any. Unknown. Part
They wish. So is true. Girl. About which there is. A
Considerable amount of c o n f u s i o n. However
(iii) Leave them & consider the walnut. It is
Embedded. A native of the Himalayas. The
Flowers. Beneath. Taste. Were borne way back
In May or June. Observe -
Outside. How it is folded or corrugated. They
won’t travel far. Foreign. Until they become tran -
s f o r m e d or e m b r y o. Moving. Or embryo. W
o m a n . O r e m b r y o . Delightful. Unknown.
Hang in clusters. I m m e d i a t e l y w i t h i n. G
irl. Can look at itself. Remote. This outer skin will
Decay. Wild. & finally be killed by hard weather
(iv) Or a hen’s inheritance. Entwined. Embedded.
Stems which creep for a short distance before
Turning u p w a r d s. Outside. I don’t think it
Matters much. Funny. Winter weed -
Taste. Is found in almost every. Delight.
Garden. Which shuts out. Unknown. Light & air.
& God. T h e f i v e -p e t a l l e d flowers are small
& White. Wild. Hairs running. Beneath.
Chickweed. Bad. That y o u w o u l d h a r d l y
N o t i c e b e y o n d the clover field remains. Girl.
(v) An old kiln. Beneath. In which farmers
Of earlier days used. Outside. To burn their
Own lime. The old kilns have. Become. Foreign.
Overgrown. With a type of vegetation. That loves.
You will liberate a pleasant. Odour. Which
Unknown. Gives the plant its herbal value -
Wild. Purplish flowers. Are worth examining
Individually. Bad. They are rather small. A device
Ensures cross. Girl. P o l l i n a t i o n. Taste. It is i
n t e r e s t i n g t o note that the name O r i
g a n u m is derived from The Greek word ganos,
Which means joy!
Alison Gibb is a British poet and artist. Her practice crosses the disciplines of poetry, art, installation, performance sound-art and performance writing. Essentially experimental, Alison’s work investigates language through explorations into creative processes, artistic methods of making and critical theories. Her recent publications include: I am her.e, 3am 2014, Kale.i.do.scope, Red Log Blog 2013, & Neon & The Interview, Wasafiri Summer 2013. She has two pamphlets out with publisher, The Knives, Forks and Spoons, press, Manchester. And recently performed texts and poetry-sounds-scores at E:Poetry Festival, 2013 in collaboration with choreographer Elaine Thomas and was resident at The Banff Centre, Canada in February as part of the In(ter)ventions 2013, Literary Arts programme. Alison is a practice-led PhD researcher at the Department of English, Royal Holloway, University of London.