Yew Needle

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Long listed for the 2023 Urban Tree festival writing competition


There are days you dream
of rooting all over again
like this churchyard yew -
the red-brown scales of its bark 
softly flaking away, the smooth
spiralled into the rough.

There are days you could lay
new rings around an outgrown heart, 
leave all these dark whisperings
to the spiders and moths.

You dream of supple branches 
returning to the crackle of earth
to root trunks all over again.
Time to slip this choker of aril beads, 
take up a green and dangerous needle 
and stitch yourself a new skin.

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  • Victoria Gatehouse

    Victoria Gatehouse

    Poet and children's writer based in Yorkshire, UK.

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