The Burn
The Burn The small signs were there as early as June: Leaves shed early pooling beneath the birch, Sloes purpling the blackthorn weeks ahead, The spent spires of docks rusting too soon Into the long green stems of the hedgerow… On our screens, Daytime TV presenters Ticked off the Gulf Stream and El Nino, Gave tips on Mediterranean food, The benefits of linen and sunscreen And reported booming interest in The great British al fresco staycation. The official announcements came later As the sun beat the ground into a crisp Shell, a fossil of the fertile crust; Cracks widening, the plants withering, Dying where they stood, and water, water, Nowhere it used to be: not in the rivers Clogged with filth - the final dividend Of fleeing, fat cat chief executives – Not in the sky, nor in the reservoirs Where mud showed like receding gums, Nor in the towns where lawns were pale as straw – ‘Gardeners’ World’ was cancelled right awa...