A little late but there we are.
SIXTEENTH OF JUNE
you reach the hiatus of a blank page
as images impact on the eyes
the Canada geese are still here
still on their patch of estuary sand
with the tide well out
and the trickle of a river
going by in this heat -
nothing holds, you find no focus
though you try to pin down the feeling
as the geese enter the water to cool down
you realise June is a short month
and are tempted to buy those books
you saw in the the bookstore in town
realise too that it's Bloomsday
and are now ready to enter
another narrative other than this.
bw
James
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