…

bend another then
the colour of your elbows
is turning in vernal

~
shades of vivaldi
his pizzas & hotels
or the winter of your mind

~
the gaps between the trees
where the birds bristle
the mistle thrush & robin

~
hoods on & hats down
in the cellar’s cool
cucumber harvest

~
festival fare
maidens & morris men
parsnips & panpipes

~
bursting big cloudy
lemonade bubbles
up from below

~
fibre in each flex
limbs & begin
when forever’s floating

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