Poetry about poppies
Googling brought up a large number of websites, but most of them were about war poems. I wanted peaceful, wholesome, summery images.
Persistence wins: I have found a couple.
Wild Poppies by Marion McCready overflows with images. Her poppies are made with ‘henna silks’ and ‘move like an opera’. They wear ‘lipstick dresses’ and are ‘urgent as airmail’. I love the energy of them and the mystery of their lives.
He writes about a conversation between the poet and Mad Patsy which includes:
An angel walking on the sky;
Across the sunny skies of morn
He threw great handfuls far and nigh
Of poppy seed among the corn;