Sara Impey’s poetry collection, The Stitching Woman was published in 2023. It’s available from the Wivenhoe Bookshop, Red Lion Books, Colchester or by emailing Tom Fenton on tjhfenton@gmail.com. Price £12, including p&p if ordering by email.
A poem from the collection is featured below.
Birch Airfield Composting Centre
We were drawn to its other-worldliness,
this field, back in the seventies.
My brother shot a spoof Cold War film
in the empty fen-flat bleakness,
with the runways arrowing into mist
and history sealed in its concrete slabs.
Now, in the featureless winter wheat
a planetscape has landed, whole,
an out-of-scale model of sci-fi scenery.
Un-Essex hills steam with Martian miasmas,
a microbial brew of prunings, uprootings,
clippings and trimmings,
the maceration of trees:
a season’s leftovers slow-casseroled
into peaks of tilth.
Dinosaur diggers bite into the mounds
or roller-skate robotically
round a rink of brown rime.
Hi-vis Lego men, tiny humanoids,
dwarfed by mountains of mangled greenery,
comb the foothills for plastic shreds.
Dodging past potholes of composted soup,
our trailer bumps up the ramp to be weighed.
‘Half a ton of your best, sir,’ you say,
stuffing a tenner in the cashbox’s mouth.
The digger roars broadside, blocking the sky.
An invisible god in his towering cab
sends a black cloudburst thundering down,
part missing his target, but nobody cares.
We shovel the spills for the hungry garden.
This was always a place of transit and change.
We rumble back on the crumbling strip
where pilots once took off to a real war.