The gorse is out behind Glencanisp: Mandy Haggith and Jennifer Teets

The hill is a blaze of rapefield yellow,

formica kitchen table yellow,

angry bawling teenage drumkit yellow

though honey biscuit sweet

with pale primroses at its feet

a demure cuckoo across the glen

and dandelions and tormentils below

all yellow, yellow, yellow.

Poem written by Mandy Haggith
Images from Jennifer Teet’s performance at Blondeau, last Friday.

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