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| artwork by Josephine Wang © 2011 |
Between heather and marigold,
Between spaghnum and buttercup,
Between dandelion and broom,
Between forget-me-not and honeysuckle,
As between clear blue and cloud,
Between haystack and sunset sky,
Between oak tree and slated roof,
I had my existence. I was there.
Me in place and the place in me.
Where can it be found again,
An elsewhere world, beyond
Maps and atlases
Where all is woven into
And of itself, like a nest
Of crosshatched grass blades?
— A Herbal, Seamus Heaney
