there were big windows, wooden floors and an indoor quiet that made our ears hum. it was monday morning after a favourite uncle’s birthday on the weekend i had made him a card drawn flowers because he like them copied in my newly acquired hand Dear Les HAPPY BIRTHDAY Love Lindi it took me most…
beneath the thinning of the sky,beneath the stars thathave receded one by oneyielding their light to day,beneath the swim linesof swallow and ibis and goose,the mist has come –drifting across the field,hovering light over the damwhere heron stirs the seasonsone careful footfallat a time.