Grace
Trailing the outer path of Regent’s Park like a half-lit ghost
grieving the foetus I’ve shed
I crawl under the skirts of a pink rhododendron.
I enter a womb of writhing branches, humming blooms,
pink filtering light.
A bee homes in on my dress as if I too were a blossom.
The O of my ovum shudders, dilates. It will swallow the Earth.
Hélène Demetriades‘ poetry can be found in Envoi, Obsessed with Pipework, Poetry Shed, Ink, Sweat & Tears, Snakeskin, The Ofi Press, Eunoia Review, Allegro, Clear Poetry, The Curlew, Sarasvati. She’s been highly commended by Patience Agbabi in Marsden The Poetry Village Competition.