Swiss Cheese Plant

Bathed in window-light
jauntily proffering green hearts
on sticks

the new-born are small
tender and unblemished
close to the soil

the larger ones
have grown more distant
have developed holes
which sometimes break the heart open

searching, they reach out
for the sun.

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Artist, poet, druid, Faversham-dweller.

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