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5
o'clock, summer
the
gathering hour
past
tea
and
towards it
in
the between-years
of
resolution
with
some magic solstice dust yet
and
out for life's little ironies
senryu
for instance –
the
fan in the toilet
is
not operational
while
it is being installed
christmas
round the corner
you're
goose de foie gras
look
how we dry out with summer
come
down in buckets too
growl
of all-was
in
it of course
when
lines arrive
and
sing my round
afoot,
all after them
and
earlier was
the
hobbit's breakfast
which
is to say
just
twice
this
is so-far summer in a storm
you
think an idle boast?
when
you coo-ee
up
high on a hill
will
that be a haiku too?
no,
not unless a breeze blew
and
nobody's there
you'll
have to lose that rhyme as well
and
on my rounds so much to sit
though
paths are growing in
whose
silk stocking scat is that?
let's
work to the attention span in common
wherever
I have left my hat – laughter
follow
with kiss, cuddle
let
her majesty know
stretch
as if
by
order of the obvious
scribble
scratch
dribble
call
such moments art
it's
all from five on
pondishly
full
of
what you can't see
the
dim life under
and
all above
reflected
in
radiant
glow
with the word
and
round we go again
love
to be naked amongst it
for
my own benefit of course
plant
when it's warm enough
and
it's going to rain
this
is the secret I carry to the grave
it
could be raining now
summer
I puddle in
who
hasn't thought up the other life?
as
possum or wombat or bandicoot
a
wallaby's feminine paws
deep
delve
and
again
over
the heavens
out
of thin air
imagine
up
to whose old tricks again
a
little leaf strewn even
and
sometimes sing
or
simply swim
then
you are summer too
there's
so much daylight saved here
clocks
have wandered off
so
out of the zone
by
the box
come
up indoors
and
dinner too
I,
old sock
and
now discarded
take
season's greetings
from
all the sensible about
the
snifter draws me on
reader
by now I hope you will see
there
isn't the time to be myself
there
isn't time at all
isn't that the shade talking?
ReplyDeleteI don't know how it works, well it's the stream I guess, I can read that straight up from the last line to the first, and it works brilliantly, again!