Today’s choice

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Winifred Mok

 

 

 

Wildflowers

No one has ever told me to
Go back to where you came from

Perhaps it’s because
I look like
I’m just passing through

They know I know
I don’t look like I belong here

I fall into the category of guest
The perpetual rambler
A forever tourist

All’s fine: roaming landscapes
Of poppy, cornflower, ox-eye daisy

The native ecology of
Where I might have come from
Versus where I want to be

 

Winifred Mok is a poet, filmmaker and podcaster. Based in the UK, her writing has appeared in various publications, and her poetry has been shortlisted for the Bridport Poetry Prize.

Note: Some wildflowers that are considered ‘native’ are actually neophytes — a plant introduced into an area relatively recently and has since become naturalised (in the context of the UK and Europe, this is defined from 1492).

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