This week's poem by John Montague
The fuchsia hedge trembles.
Peer closely. All those small
Scarlet petals are shivering:
A mass of bells silently pealing,
Where the honeybees are clambering;
Like uniformed schoolboys swarming
Up the slope to Armagh Cathedral.
Or a more profane, modern image,
Striped players ceaselessly scoring
Inside those green and scarlet meshes
While the whole hedge trembles.
