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Winter gorse for Elspeth Wilson poem

Three poems by Elspeth Wilson

Regal

Gorse punches out
the winter, leaving

it dazed and glowing
on the crags as the 

yellow spreads like a
rash over rock and 

bog. It encases narrow
pathways, creating

bowers of gold, turning
hikes to catwalks as

spawn sits like jelly 
for a children’s party 

in the murky pond. As
the tadpoles begin 

to eat one another, 
the jaundice starts

to fade, to be taken
over by Ribena

coloured buddleia
but it knows that it

took the crown.
Turning 

Mum's sunflowers stopped
turning when the dog 
died and dad drank
non-alcoholic beer 
seven days a week.
You can plant a garden 
but you can't make it 
grow, can't make anything
face something it doesn't
want to, even if that thing 
is good for it, even if 
that thing is life 
itself
Wasp

It's true that they can hurt, especially 
when surprised, especially when caught
in a glass or down a top or a pair
of pants. It's true that it helps
to carry a weapon 
on your person - it's true
that we are taught self-
defence. But just like an insect
with a sting, we’ll get 
blamed for using what defences
nature gave us

Listen to Elspeth reading ‘Turning’, ‘Regal’ and ‘Wasp’:


How I write – by Elspeth Wilson

“When I’m out and about – whether that’s in my garden, in a park or on a busy street – I’m always noticing small details about the lives going on around me, both human and non-human. I try to write these details down in the notes app in my phone, pretty much straight away, otherwise I forget about them. Then later I return to them and sometimes they grow into something new and unexpected: that’s what happened with these three poems.

“I took details that I’d observed – like the way the gorse turned the hills near me golden and how the buddleia was the same colour as the Ribena my grandad used to give me – and used them to free-write. In this way, the poems arose much as plants and insects do themselves; unpredictably, organically, intertwined with humans and the built environment.

“For me, the landscape and non-human animals form a crucial part of both my creative process and how I think and write about the world. These three poems are part of the debut collection I’ve been working on which explores what it means to be in a certain body in the natural world, seeking to find a home in a particular environment.”


Elspeth Wilson is a writer and poet who is interested in exploring the limitations and possibilities of the body through writing, as well as writing about joy and happiness from a marginalised perspective. Her writing has been shortlisted for Canongate’s Nan Shepherd Prize and Penguin’s Write Now scheme. She is currently working on her first collection. She can usually be found in or near the sea.

www.elspethwilson.co.uk

Poet Elspeth Wilson

Elspeth Wilson.

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