PJ Harvey - August

Tree-tears vall
wordle-wide.
All ’us cross o’er
t’other side.

‘Vore I leave
someone please,
Love Me Tender
’neath the trees.

Lorn of leaf,
twiddicks sigh.
Child and season
mortify.

PJ Harvey - I Inside The Old Year Dying

Zun’s a feeble lamp
O’er leery land

Stares a’chat in code
Lark a meagre note

Drush repeats ’enself
Over UNDERWHELEM

Croopied in the reames
Shepherd gurrel weaves

PJ Harvey - Lwonesome Tonight

Hark the greening of the eth
Curl-ed ferns yet to uncurl
Hark the zingen of the birds
Gurrel yearns yet to un-girl

Beech and aller, woak and birch,
Biddle, bull-head, squirrel’s drey
Willow, aspen, elder, larch,
Soldier-King on Maundy day

In her satchel, Pepsi fizz,
Peanut-and-banana sandwiches,
For this man her shepherd is.
Parts her bready-lips:

Are you Elvis? Are you God?
Jesus sent to win my trust?
Love Me Tender are his words,
As I have loved you, so you must…

Thrice she draws her lips to kiss
Mouthing for his mouth in vain
Thrice her lwonesome kisses miss
My love, will you come back again?

PJ Harvey - I Inside the Old I Dying

The beech buds wait.
The aish buds wait.
The frogs and twoads in lagwood holes
and hedgehogs in their leafy ditch,
all waiting for His kingdom.

The eth waits.
The dead brakes
host the holly’s bloody beads;
they are His crown of thorns
and He will rise again.

Oh Wyman, Oh Wyman.
Unray I for en.

Slip from my childhood skin;
I zing through the forest,
I hover in the holway
and laugh into the leaves.

Oh Wyman, Oh Wyman.
Unray I for en.

I laugh in the leaves
and merge to meesh,
just a charm in the woak
with the chalky children
of evermore.