The Poetry Corner

Fire Bush

By Paul Cameron Brown

If flies be dragons and they may you know. In large desiccated brambles where wasps go involuntary blue-green coelacanths these Devil's Darning Needles wedge in Flying Circuses frame pale diaphanous wet green sky as shooting columns twig and Rock Face. There, fire-bush entrance scrapes paler wax green fronds then Blue Holes into canopies thru the stars.