I grow where two paths meet - Selina Wells
One of the Top 40 submissions in our 2023 Urban Tree Festival writing competition.
I grow where two paths meet
“I grow where two paths meet.
Nearby, the war memorial stands.
I cannot read the names but once
A mother leaned against me in her grief.
She rubbed her eyes then pressed her hand, still damp
Against my bark.
A hundred springs and more
Have passed since then.
I still remember her, that dusty afternoon:
Her long black dress. Her tears.”
Selina Wells
I’m primarily a visual artist (AKA Rosebay) who also writes. I love to celebrate the everyday scenes we often overlook or take for granted.