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18/01/2013

THE FLOWER FAIRIES

Ella Chappell

Forget-me-not

Through blading grass
she peers
eye blue as gas

to come
eye to eye
with an ant

and tip
her violet cap

Lilly-of-the-valley

Turning to stare
the bells at her wrist
loosen

chime

once, for dawn
lacing the valley

twice,
perish

white

Dandelion

Her head is bald, small
from where the white parasols have flown

a cushion of empty pores

Bluebottle

Yes yes bluebottle
she replies
wiping her hands

perched
like a virus

Stone

She tastes of a note
echoing in a hallway

she was cold
in the child’s hand
but a mote of heat
in the riverbed

Mushroom

She is not of this place
and hides her raw gills
beneath a top of blind flesh.

Her and her friends huddle together
drunk on their own plots and spores

Phytoplankton

The tide brings her
she teems to jouissance
in LED blue

the beach brings her back

Mercury

She alone knows
everything is liquid
displaced by the mass of our bodies

Infinity

She eludes you

but runs next to you
in parallel
hoping to meet at some point

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