Thursday, June 02, 2011

Winter thoughts

Morning
Kind sun enters house
I spread it on toast. Sated,
I wash the windows.

Afternoon
the grass gasps
to meet the sun
orange billboard
this hill is for sale

Evening
Dusk, Eltham, the smell
of patchouli and woodsmoke
is fifty years old.

1 comment:

  1. Lovely images Penni, particularly spreading the sun on toast, and the grass gasping...

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