The Premature Paternity of a Pumpkin Picker by Mary Gilonne
Online - 15 September 2020
Come down to where these buttocky buoys
mark out in docile rows a shifting sea of
Come now to the laboured limits of your farm,
its waves and troughs boot-deep, wallow
Come fast, past blank gardens, polyphonic blacks,
forget the stars or gesturing night-noised trees,
covet my curves.
Come touch this earth-silked orange skin, sleek
and gently grooved for harvesting hands, heavy
as milky breasts.
Come follow my glow like an autumned moth.
You sowed your seed on a faithless dawn, now reap.
I’m pregnant with light.
from ABOUT TIME, the 2019 anthology of shortlisted entries from The Roger McGough Poetry Prize. Copies of this Anthology can be purchased for £5 including P&P from Arts Richmond.
The Premature Paternity of a Pumpkin Picker