12th May 2026

 

morning brightness

a rack of summer flowers

at L'Etabli

© Rachel Green May 2026

Fecundity in Decomposition

his spine, reticulated

with time-worn crevices

and age-shrunken skin, and  as ,

rises like a triumphal arch

pulling with it ribs and lungs

distorting the cavity beneath

and bringing the chest into concavity.

He adapts his bed,

sleeping almost upright,

cut foam to support pencil-thin bones

his breath dragged through an open mouth

with the rattle of death

forever lurking at the edge.

Around him, shadows beckon

and the ghost of his long-dead brother

smiles as he holds out one hand,

a warm welcome for an old soul

destined for the flames.

© Rachel Green May 2026

11th May 2026

 

happy birthday:

hope your life is as good as mine,

girl I once dated

© Rachel Green May 2026

Darlington Crazy

plucked out

more sober

still progressive

an inventive gardener

with a singular style;

a horse carved from sandstone;

their mask-like faces

indifferent and sly,

glimpsed on the street

or neurotic buses

a single-minded commitment

in linear description.

© Rachel Green May 2026

10th May 2026

 

vogue model

walking casually along

normal French gentleman

© Rachel Green May 2026

Elizabeth Frink

expressions of trauma

an unknown political prisoner

and the Tate Bird

the sprit of conquest

in animal and man.

Dead cat, dead rabbit, dead hen;

twisted in hunger and suffering

the bone cathedrals of terror

and tangled figures

tumbling through foreign skies.

© Rachel Green May 2026

9th May 2026

"what time is it?"

pigeons asking questions

"what time is it?"

© Rachel Green May 2026

Awaiting Midnight

red coloured earth

mixed with rabbit-skin glue

and river water;

black earth pigment,

charcoal and soot;

smeared onto ancient paper

recovered from hoarded houses;

shredded and pressed

dried under the morning sun.

© Rachel Green May 2026

 

8th May 2026

 

writing

beset by dogs wanting fuss

dribbly cat

© Rachel Green May 2026

Trajectory Fields

a sense of play

in aleatory nature

beach pebbles making tracks

through figures drawn in sand.

the nature of diagrammatic illusion

unifying disparate spaces;

mind and body cojoined

with medieval humours;

the Self as medium, subject, tool.

No facts are sacred

and none are profane:

The unsettling of all things

in endlessly seeking.

© Rachel Green May 2026

7th May 2026

Bergerac

land of love and green

fields of vines

© Rachel Green May 2026

Closing Polls

voting forms

require just the one X

but all across England

old white men embellish

adding the tails to the cross

and hang their swastikas proudly

red on a white field

on every fucking lamp post.

Reform Cunts

© Rachel Green May 2026

6th May 2026

 

sunshine

enables some garden jobs

packing cases

© Rachel Green May 2026

No-Mow May

Over the roar and throb

of a council lawnmower

and another worker with a leaf blower

fly tones of a heated argument.

the tenant of a house

with unkempt front garden

which has been cut down by a yellowjacket

with an industrial strimmer.

It seems he also cut down the mans hedging

as it rose above the flowering grass stalks

ripe for the culling.

And now the tenant is cross.

Checking the raised voices

I stand ready to intervene

but it's three council blokes and one tenant

and none of my fucking business 

© Rachel Green May 2026