Conservation
 


Look, a dandelion! Quick,
put a bell-jar over it, and only
when it’s safe uncover it
to let the bees have benefit.
 
We must take care of what is wild
and beautiful, for
 
my immediate neighbour’s
kneeling on her lawn,
rooting out the dandelions
with trowel and fork;
 
a second neighbour
walks about, a heavy pack
of Round-up on his back,
poisoning the dandelions –
 
so many being put to death!
 
We must protect the dandelion:
it’s possible that soon
there’ll be none left.

Gill McEvoy

If you have any thoughts on this poem,  Gill McEvoy would be pleased to hear them.