Poetry / Beth McDonough


'Becoming'

Issue 1. February 01, 2021

 

BECOMING


Pumpkin plants emerge, unbend dancer's necks,
pull weighted leaves out from cased beginnings
in potted earth nursery earth.

Already, they excite, incline towards
a window's light, prise apart palms,
praying to move headlong into a grand world.

Too big, too bold, too very everything, to do
all they want, these strapping toddlers assert
huge life. I only watch. Entranced.









Beth McDonough’s poetry appears in Magma, Causeway, Gutter and elsewhere; she reviews in DURA. She swims in and forages near the Firth of Tay year round. Her pamphlet Lamping for pickled fish is published by 4Word.