Dusk

The world is calm – a forest set

Is warmed and lazed with hanging flies.

A roe deer tiptoes off through fern.

A stock dove picks its roosting beech.

 

A willow dapples evening pools

And hides a hunter in the shade.

A sycamore suffused with bronze

Provides the cloak for rising roach.

 

Beneath the skin the skittered prey:

The rudd, the gudgeon, dace and fry.

Amongst the reeds the lurking perch

Keep eyes for minnows, eyes for pike.

 

The water, stars, the earth, and gold:

Between these states we quiver on.

 

 

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