Life Water by Lorin Reid

Life Water by Lorin Reid

Life Water

Monocarpic seed pods

fall in detonation,

the life cycle of the flower

in woman years,

how she is quick to be

beautiful and then gone,

how we have learnt to feel ok

about this one small dying

Spoon-fed soil until

a small girl,

I step into the acidic

hydrangeas with purpose,

scrape all the dirt

under the rug/my fingernails,

pour life water from a guilt-rusted

watering can, after 5pm

into the shallow grave of someone

not bloomed yet

See how we have grown her,

collected them

but do not bury her,

do not mourn them,

or fear the numbers in which she falls,

cut them at the neck and hope

someone more

lovely emerges,

though we know

seeds are set to the wind

if the plant thinks

she is dying

Some women are known

to survive

under the right conditions,

fold into smallness

like the camellia buds

I picked and peeled,

petal by pink petal

uncovering my own power in this

one small dying

Grown with roots curled

beneath me

I pat the earth down,

notice how I have ripened in

afternoon sun

like tinned peaches

how i too am one of those who will die

with paper daisy cheeks

how it will be expected

but also

new

how I alone drank the life water

as it fell around me

 

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Executive Producers

Daniel Henson

Sue White

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