Solstice by Iain Britton

the sun briefly

paddles my wet roof

once i took notice of signs
observed how my neighbour looked after her flowers
spoke to things i couldn’t see /  once
i was jealous of her /

that laugh /

now

the blue cypress
articulates itself
unbuckles branches

the longest shadows               touch the surf

the rasping sand / the first house down to the beach /

 

we huddle together for warmth

a transitory engagement
for two people only

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