08/22/2026
The Manx National Flower is flourishing across the Isle of Man at the moment...
Which reminds us of this thoughtful poem by Annie Kissack Poetry RBV:
CUSHAG
Our national flower's a noxious w**d,
some old colonial joke: cushag,
the sulphur glow of husbandry gone wrong.
Should I take patriot offence or perhaps concede the point?
Out in our August fields it's almost everywhere
stretching tall to burst in constellations;
we've kept the horses well away.
But fairy gold or brash badge of shame,
bearer of a Manx or English name,
the common ragwort lives on borrowed time;
pull up, get rid, move on
or not ...
perhaps we might consider the slow fat bees of summer,
the little moths of orange-blotch,
all shape of hungry insect thing that sips or snacks
or hangs upon this yellow petal patch.
Here loops the cinnabar moth in startling caterpillar guise;
fierce mouthing at the table, tiger-ravenous its rise.
It arches and dips, rips through head, leaftip and stem,
munching to satiety then disbelief
like ours, that all has gone.
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This comes from her first collection of poems, 'Mona Sings,' published in 2022, with support from Culture Vannin.
All of Annie's poetry collections are available in good Manx bookshops, & they come thoroughly recommended.
Entries are open NOW for applications to be the next Manx Bard, but make sure you get them in before 30 August!
All information on The Manx Bard page: https://www.facebook.com/ManxBard/
.. And, of course, there is another famous poem about the cushag which many will now be thinking of - 'To the Cushag's Friend' - it is by Josephine Kermode and can be found in her first collection, from 1907: https://manxliterature.com/browse-by-author/cushag/ :)