Ella Duffy

Find me at the gate of some old house,

          knees in the mud, pulling

a mushroom as if it were a wrist and under the earth,

an arm reaching. Here, the garden

is in knots; old green lifts          new green.

But I have found part of our supper

and it is rare. Under my thumb,

it offers a kind of blush.

work has appeared in The London Magazine, Ambit, and The Rialto, among others. She is the author of two pamphlets, New Hunger (Smith|Doorstop) and Rootstalk (Hazel Press).