Improbable Wildflowers by Roxanna Bennett

May 5, 2022

Poem title: Improbable Wildflowers Poet name: Roxanna Bennett Poem: When the hyssop asked “What colour is your Pain?” the river antlered. Hephaestus, I no longer want to hide. Take off this armour, open wide. It’s just my own jealousy of other bodyminds, ability is wasted on the sane who spend their days in shitty chairs in front of screens. They could be climbing trees, floating downstream. I don’t trust the virus or the vaccine, the way we ignore each other’s needs & mask our own pain. Can we cancel unkindness, shame on improbable wildflowers, cast out hate? I am the heart of the snake. My inner peace is a community garden gate. End of poem. Credits and bio: Copyright © Roxanna Bennett Gratefully residing on aboriginal land, the disabled poem-making entity known as Roxanna Bennett is the author of The Untranslatable I, Unmeaningable (Gordon Hill Press) & other works.