Weeds and Wild Flowers Poem Text

Weeds and Wild Flowers Poem Text

Daisy (Excerpt)

I will not meet that quiet child
roughly my age but match-size
I will not kneel low enough to her lashes
to look her in her open eye
or feel her hairy wiry strength
or open my mouth among her choristers
I will not lie small enough under her halo
to smell its laundered frills
or let the slightest whisperiness
find out her friendliness
because she is more

. . .

- Alice Oswald

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