Passing the allotments at North Sheen

Passing the allotments at North Sheen

by Christian Ward

Pudding cups of white bindweed flowers by the railway tracks plan a distraction away from wild blackberries and ivy leavesturning a shade of mulled wine. 
Whatever was planted will wait:The climbing runner beans will have to pause mid-climb, scarecrow heads of pumpkinswill have to scare the earth a little longer. 
This is the vote of the unseen community. This is what their unseen hands, elaborate as henna, vast and complex as a tributary have decided. 
Perhaps I'll put this scene between the pages of a heavy bookto preserve it, watch it Polaroid my room on those difficult dayswhen I feel heavier than the soilturning underneath my feet. 
This is the community I need.

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Featured in our November 2021 issue, "Community"