Garlic Mustard, Göteborg, December 22nd, 2001
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Today
it's like this:
through the soles of my boots
the ground is hard under my feet.
Today
it's like this:
Garlic Mustard under the slide
is dried leaves
or small green ones.
Today
it's like this:
even with frost this severe
the green leaves
are blemished
but still alive.
And
it's like this:
I give you a ten days old scan
below
to show there's Garlic Mustard
in the scrap meadow as well.
Bigger leaves
but smaller
than the XXXXL to the right.
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