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'Adaptation' by Linda France

#Poetry #GetOutside #Nature
Some days it's all wanting, wanting what you haven't got, this rainforest summer, dense with the diminishing currency of clouds. Caught between resistance and surrender, the more that you want is a walk in the jungle, where you peel off your city clothes and lean into wet fronds till you reach the red stem you barely know the name of, stroke the waxy lacquer of its bracts, like no petals you've ever seen, and feel its power claw through you. Like a hermit hummingbird, you drink the liquor in its chevron of scarlet cups, tassels of flowers brushing your lips, each tipped with an eye dark enough to pin you to the centre of where you are in the world's spinning marketplace. If you can stomach it's Amazonian medicine, it'll ferry you to the edge of words, let you be friends with the earth's tilt - not getting what you think you want, blossoming beyond small ideas about growth, slaking your thirst on looking - and find some rest there.
#Nature #Poetry #getoutside
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