Pascale Petit’s fourth collection, The Treekeeper’s Tale (Seren, 2008), will be launched at The Gallery at Foyles, Charing Cross Road, London, on Tuesday, 18 November at 18h30, with Carol Rumens’ Blind Spots.
Admission is free and, if you’re lucky enough to be in London for the launch, you are cordially invited to attend.
RSVP: firstname.lastname@example.org or 01656 663018.
The Treekeeper’s Tale
I have set up house in the hollow trunk of a giant redwood.
My bed is a mat of pine needles. Cones drop their spirals
on my face as I sleep. I have the usual flying dreams.
But all I know when I wake is that this bark is my vessel
as I hurtle through space. Once, I was rocked in a cradle
carved from a coast redwood, its lullabies were my coracle.
I searched for that singing grove and became its guardian.
There are days when the wind plays each tree
like a new instrument in the forest-orchestra.
On wild nights mine is a flute. After years of solitude
I have started to hear its song. I lie staring at the stars
until the growth rings enclose me in hoops –
choirs of concentric colours, as if my tree is remembering
the music of the spheres. And I almost remember speaking
my first word, how it flew out of my mouth like a dove.
I have forgotten how another of my kind sounds.