It’s the time of year when wildflowers appear along verges, in thickets,
under hedges, all over the fields … the earth in all its glory …
I KNOW A BANK
where wild thyme tosses
clouds of perfume
trumpets of morning glory 
hurry over the fence
whose daisies are these
raging hillside in waves?
thistles fold prickles
into envelopes of grass
lean into the prayers
of shadowed monkshood
columbine raises
a late masquerade
so many wilds blow
softly through dusk
A
published in Jellyfish
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A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, May 2016.
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About Joanna M. Weston
Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons,
Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more...