Who am I? What am I?
Hello starshine and dust
Infinite cosmos and energy
How are you this morning?
Dazzling and blinding
And alive and here
And that is all to say
I am infinite this morning
Glittering and empty
Full, and wholly alone
That is to say
Combustible
My breath
births universes
My eyelashes
the rays of the sun
My skin
Is a planets rings
My words
Moons and stars
Every step I take
Births life
Wild brambles, honeysuckle
And lavender grow
With the brush of my fingertips
Pools and ocean
Surge beneath my skin
And at the very core of me
A pulsing centre
Of molten iron
I am alive and destructive
Simple and defiant
And every time I blink
Stars and planets die
And are reborn
The cycle
Begins again
What am I?
A human?
The universe?
Notes from the Garden
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Malaika Bain-Peachey, a member of staff until March this year, shares her writing from summer 2024 before taking Paper Garden Generators to camp in Wilderness Woods and reflecting on the racist riots that broke out throughout the country. She sends this from her new place in the world where she is slowing down to the rhythm of the seasons, hands returning to the soil and writing