‘Green’

by Jacob Warn

 

Green was the colour of day
when clods stuck to corduroy
on cool mornings as a boy.

Green was aching for envy
at the daisy chain she’d plucked
and his chin gleaming with buttercups.

Green was the lie of sucking
grass – a child’s drug – and sap
that boys claimed an aphrodisiac.

Green hued in the teens for crack,
and the Mac, and the jack
and the grey-citied album-track.

The Poor Print

The Poor Print is Oriel College's student newspaper, with contributions from across the JCR, MCR, SCR, and staff. Our current Executive Editors are Siddiq Islam and Jerric Chong.

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