by Rebecca GossHer BirthOn the wall, petunias, painted in Walberswick.I call to you, sayThat’s a good omen,that’s a good sign,before buckling,gripping the hospital bed.Walberswick is whereI holidayed, every childhoodsummer. It’s where we announcedthe news. Sixteen monthsafter the effort of her birth,we collect a faux-walnutbox from Jenkins & Sons.Inside, a clear sachet,weightless as dried herbs.We drive two hundredand eighty-one milesfor that cold, unstoppablewave to suck the sachet cleanand I ask you, She is all right now,isn’t she? She is all right?• From Her Birth, published by Carcanet, RRP £9.95. To order a copy for £7.96 with free UK p&p go to guardianbookshop.co.uk or call Guardian book service on 0330 333 6846.Poetrytheguardian.com © 2013 Guardian News and Media Limited or its affiliated companies. All rights reserved. | Use of this content is subject to our Terms & Conditions | More Feeds …read more

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