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		<title>Peter Larkin &#8211; Excerpt from &#8216;Eyes on Open Leaves&#8217;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2015 13:23:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Eyes on Open Leaves” was suggested to me by a reference to a journal collection by the poet Lorand Gaspard called Feuilles d&#8217;Observation. It made me&#8230;]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>“Eyes on Open Leaves” was suggested to me by a reference to a journal collection by the poet Lorand Gaspard called </em>Feuilles d&#8217;Observation<em>. It made me want to take the title literally so as to record what it is leaves intrinsically observe once their various surface pimples, tiny wounds and imperfections are given something like a retinal power. The very translucence of leaves can then inflect the world around them as well as deflect and wrap the light.</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><em>- Peter Larkin</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><strong>Eyes on Open Leaves</strong></p>
<p><a href="http://theclearingonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Eyes-on-Open-Leaves-1.jpg"><img class="alignnone  wp-image-1549" src="http://theclearingonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Eyes-on-Open-Leaves-1-587x1024.jpg" alt="Eyes on Open Leaves 1" width="650" height="1134" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://theclearingonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Eyes-on-Open-Leaves-2.jpg"><img class="alignnone  wp-image-1551" src="http://theclearingonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Eyes-on-Open-Leaves-2-610x1024.jpg" alt="Eyes on Open Leaves 2" width="650" height="1091" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://theclearingonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Eyes-on-Open-Leaves-3.jpg"><img class="alignnone  wp-image-1553" src="http://theclearingonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Eyes-on-Open-Leaves-3-641x1024.jpg" alt="Eyes on Open Leaves 3" width="650" height="1038" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://theclearingonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Eyes-on-Open-Leaves-4.jpg"><img class="alignnone  wp-image-1554" src="http://theclearingonline.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/Eyes-on-Open-Leaves-4-606x1024.jpg" alt="Eyes on Open Leaves 4" width="650" height="1098" /></a></p>
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<p><em>Peter Larkin&#8217;s publications include </em>Terrain Seed Scarcity<em> (2001) and </em>Leaves of Field<em> (2006). His latest collection, </em><a href="http://www.shearsman.com/ws-shop/product/4803-peter-larkin---give-forest-its-next-portent" target="_blank">Give Forest Its Next Portent</a><i>, came out last year with Shearsman Books.</i></p>
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		<title>Three Ways of Looking at a Tree</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Sep 2013 10:29:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Ash tree poem]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Jeremy Over]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; BERRIES by Jos Smith &#160; We were looking for your best side, a single photograph that captured HAWTHORN an image that said CLIFFTOP ENDURANCE&#8230;]]></description>
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<p><strong>BERRIES</strong></p>
<p><em>by Jos Smith</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>We were looking for your best side,</p>
<p>a single photograph that captured HAWTHORN</p>
<p>an image that said CLIFFTOP ENDURANCE</p>
<p>or showed on a calm blue day</p>
<p>the loose direction of a decade’s wind.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>What we found were these berries</p>
<p>the colour of dried blood</p>
<p><i>– here take them, have them, they are yours, anyone’s –</i></p>
<p>while the spirit of the tree passed out below,</p>
<p>sifting back down through the earth.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Whose black skeleton is this left here then?</p>
<p>Whose troubled silhouette,</p>
<p>home from home for Sweeney working his claws?</p>
<p>Who will remember these blackening berries</p>
<p>as the blind Atlantic wind swallows them whole?</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><strong>ASH</strong></p>
<p><em>by Jeremy Over</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>It seems to hang lifelessly now in midsummer leaf</p>
<p>but here comes the wind moving through the fields of barley</p>
<p>like a pack of hounds on the trail of a day</p>
<p>when the same tree was loud</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>with an anxiety of winter thrushes</p>
<p>which, as I approached, made it breathe in</p>
<p>and then just let go, giving everything up:</p>
<p>the full deck of cards spread out, hand over hand.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><b><br />
</b><strong>THE GREEN MAN</strong></p>
<p><em>by Ben Smith</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Now I appear in beams,</p>
<p>now in door-frames, the edges</p>
<p>of bookcases and chairs.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I don’t know why I am inside,</p>
<p>in drawers, in wardrobes,</p>
<p>in floorboards’ warped whorls.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Nothing but flat surfaces,</p>
<p>no boles or branches.</p>
<p>And varnish, Christ! My face</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>compressed, contorted,</p>
<p>eyes sealed open and nothing to do</p>
<p>but stare at ceilings,</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>willing the wood to grow.</p>
<p>Nothing to look forward to but the sun</p>
<p>drying my mouth into a crooked grin.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Time is sanded down, one day</p>
<p>into another. I split</p>
<p>through paint on window sills;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>splinters bloom, while outside</p>
<p>the first leaves unfurl.</p>
<p>Somewhere, the first leaves unfurl.</p>
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<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p><em><strong>Jeremy Over</strong> lives and works in Cockermouth, Cumbria. He has had poems published in various magazines and anthologies and in 2002 won the BBC wildlife poetry competition. His two collections are ‘A Little Bit of Bread and No Cheese’ (Carcanet 2001) and ‘Deceiving Wild Creatures’ (Carcanet 2009).</em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em><strong>Jos Smith </strong>is a freelance researcher, writer and poet currently working on a history of the arts and environmental charity Common Ground (funded by the British Academy). He lives in north Dorset.</em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p><em><strong>Ben Smith</strong> has recently completed a PhD in Environmental Poetics at Exeter University. He now works as a freelance editor and occasional lecturer. His poetry, criticism and short fiction have appeared in various journals, magazines and anthologies. His first pamphlet of poetry will be published by Worple Press in 2014. He is currently working on a poetry collection about wolves. He blogs at <a href="http://wolves-etc.blogspot.co.uk/">wolves-etc.blogspot.co.uk</a>.</em></p>
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