through snow and leaning inwards
nimble and numb
she is a wide flight
Willesden Green the outline
of winter confining us to minutiose
a wild aster a sea-starwort madre-perl
he is an open world
& Walton-on-the-Naze the water-cliff so marvellous
where the meaning of two meadow-sweet
v e r t i c a l
meteorite and menthol
four doors open off our entrance way
Temple Fortune the house itself a mappemonde
a manuscript lifted
pearl mica
we sweetened by experience the tough summer
fibres conceal his art flourishing meeting-places
where slanting and slate the beloved story
mobile meshed is loved
