for Tim Hawthorn, 1st Chaired Bard of Ynys Witrin, on his 50th birthday - and of course, for hawthorns everywhere.
A hem, a haw
That guards the door:

You are the wood-ward of all borders
Stood red-berried at the edge
Between silence and speech
The garden and the wild;
This world and the next.

The Glastonbury Thorn has been shortlisted for The Woodland Trust's 'Tree of the Year' - you can vote for it here.


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