The poem imagines the last member of a family who have grown apples for generations in Kent. Economic considerations have led to the destruction of the orchard.
Three poems about an orchard in Teynham: ‘Pioneer’, ‘All that remains’ and a haiku ‘The orchard in November’
I am coming to the end of a month of writing, talking, thinking about orchards, and how they grew up along the A2, the road that I live on. I go […]
Fruit trees growing along the sides of the A2 goes back to Roman times, when legions of marching soldiers spat out cherry stones along the length […]
A trip up the A2 in early April, in search of orchards, starting on London Road, Teynham, through Bapchild, Sittingbourne and following the Roman […]
Interviews with Rob Malcolm, cherry farmer, and Pam Talbot on picking cherries in the 1960s and 1970s – and a poem, ‘Know your cherries’