Poem introduction

'Green Lane' was commissioned for National Poetry Day. The subject was 'identity' or the identity of the south east of England. I wrote the poem in the voice of a green lane, and the voice seemed to offer a sort of reconciliation between man and nature.

Green Lane

Green Lane

Though you've cut me with lay-bys and ring-roads,
where once droves of cattle pounded my back,
though you think I'm silenced, my voice still churrs
from sheltering hedges. I knot my roots into yours.
I'm your ditch of sandstone, your mess of goosegrass,
unreeling over downs, a gap in the may.
Come into me now when rain falls on a green morning.
I won't trickle away, dead end to a building site.
No, I'll hang a gate between the forest and mist.
You'll lift the latch, walk me, through gorse, to the sea.


Recordings

Stephanie Norgate Reading from her Poems

1Green Lane

2Bulb Primer

3‘a perfect example of a paralysed larynx'

4Back at the Dry

5Early Morning

6Water on the Moon

7Saintes Maries de la Mer

8Riddles: The Wareham Sword The Alfred Jewel Augustine's Riddle

9Irrigator in the Far Field

10Haiku from Lucretius: Sensuous Proof of Atomism Aulis

11Mud Bath

12The Shirt

13Mrs. Rochester

14Reflux: The Japanese Bridge at Giverny

15Metro Boy

16It's Not on Google

17Last Saturday at Jo's

18bargain

19Madron Well

20Send & Receive - fifteen sonnets

Books by Stephanie Norgate