An oak tree in September:
nodules cluster at the tips of branches,
little green galaxies that might be acorns
in fœtal form, but in fact turn out to be galls,
privateered by the wasps.
Some acorns shy from life
and stay huddled purple in their cups,
while others are coaxed out by a false wind
and lay perse as bruises on the ground
Certain ones are bolder,
straining from the shells that hold them until
– surely with a pop – they’re free to fall
to earth, dip-dyed white, yellow,
and life-affirming green.
The last of them endure;
a deep bronze and hoarded like coins
until their weight is burdensome.
Once dropped they scatter,
rolling downhill, seeking space.
Eleanor Stewart was born in 1989 and grew up in Scunthorpe. After studying for a BA in English Literature and Creative Writing at the University of East Anglia, she was awarded the inaugural Ink, Sweat & Tears Poetry Writing Scholarship and completed the Creative Writing Poetry MA with a distinction in 2012. Eleanor lives and works in Norwich and continues to write poems, which are often based on the natural world.
Eleanor's poems can be found in our UEA Special Edition 2014