- Reap the benefit
Because I don’t know what’s to be done with all these rosebuds
I tune into Radio 4, Gardeners’ Question Time. I’m startled to find they’ve replaced the pips and chimes
with a Member of Parliament who snaps at me: tighten your belt - tetchy
as hell, every quarter hour. Tricky, I say, with a full-term baby under my ribs (a third, I’m that greedy
but not alone: statistics show in times of recession citizens eat more cake, make more children).
The time has come to cut back, a voice soothes, slash overgrowth, prune –
that’s when my waters go, no free midwife in the whole city to ease him into life.
I’m on my knees when I didn’t get into this to hurt peopleyou know, the MP confides, sorrowful
as a topiary crocodile. Tomorrow I’ll be too milky, too sleepless for economics and backchat. I’ll dig three beds
under the ailing rose, root a child in each (we’re all in thistogether I’m assured, and all the falling petals
will make such a pretty quilt) until they up like spades, turn over new earth. [End Page 116]