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Does Anybody ?

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Was it only me

That noticed?

Did you notice?

Did anybody notice

That there’s nowt to notice

On the notice board?

That there’s been

Nowt to notice

On the notice board

For longer than the committee

Would care to notice ?

-Since they moved it into the hedgerow

So that people would notice.

The notice board is notice free;

Been no notices since

Two thousand and three.

If people noticed this

Lack of notices,

They may have stopped noticing

The notice board at all;

Maybe you’ve noticed

That nobody, these days,

Notices.

Or is it only me

That notices?

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Spring ?

The Trees

The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.

Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too,
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.

Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

A poem I just came across, written by Philip Larkin.
And, a second, by Amy Gerstler;

In Perpetual Spring

Gardens are also good places
to sulk. You pass beds of
spiky voodoo lilies
and trip over the roots
of a sweet gum tree,
in search of medieval
plants whose leaves,
when they drop off
turn into birds
if they fall on land,
and colored carp if they
plop into water.
Suddenly the archetypal
human desire for peace
with every other species
wells up in you. The lion   
and the lamb cuddling up.
The snake and the snail, kissing.
Even the prick of the thistle,
queen of the weeds, revives
your secret belief
in perpetual spring,
your faith that for every hurt
there is a leaf to cure it.
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