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Not taking very long for a theme to emerge – most of my favourite photos are of trees. Always had a strong sense of the “personhood” of trees since I was a child. Came across this one that I took on a misty morning in January this year. I thought initially it would work best as a monotone, but it didn’t seem to. Just realised looking again that the group of pine trees (Homecleave Clump) in the background on the left is on the farm where my sister and I grew up. Which prompted the poem to go with it.
Bereaved Tree
Sisters
The same earth grew us;
Summers leafed us,
Winters bared us,
skies breathed us,
proximity shaped us.
Exposed by the storm
that felled her,
the shape of her absence
remains a presence
into which each Spring
receives new shoots,
slowly growing them
into re-found life.
