Presence of Trees
Until the dead, sucked from leaf mould graves
are rising in forest sap, to make connections
inside strange green brains
nothing will be crossed in, nothing will be crossed out
until the dead poke holes in the sky with their bones
let in the rain to wash our traces, face mask litter
black bladder-wrack crushed into tarmac
messages transmitted will not be received
when the dead reach forest canopies, then
sealed in blue unaddressed envelopes
they’ll post themselves back to the world
until
Marius Grose worked in broadcast television as a video editor. He has had poems published by Dream Catcher, Allegro Poetry, The Ekphrastic Review, Dreich and The Storms. In 2023 Marius was shortlisted for The White Review’s annual poetry prize.