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Could be romance, Pat, could be deeper and wider than she would like. Bill On 22/11/2012, at 3:23 AM, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > Cheers Bill I wonder what those wider matters were that she was taking in? > aha could it be romance?? > P > > -----Original Message----- > From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On > Behalf Of Bill Wootton > Sent: 20 November 2012 21:16 > To: [log in to unmask] > Subject: About to emerge snap > > About to emerge > through a spring-latch door > on to the shopping street, > he suddenly remembers; > her muesli. Where is it? > Wait here, he says, > to his endearingly > dumpy-faced, red-haired, > trusting companion. > > In the street, he strides, > retracing footsteps > towards the upper > milkbar on the other side. > But he doesn't need > to go that far. > There the muesli is, > untampered-with, > in its clear plastic sheathing, > sitting on an old postbox. > > Now the two walk together, > he announcing this is East Ivanhoe, > she nodding slowly, accepting. > Which way should I now go, > he wonders: past the primary school > or up Robin Hood Road? > They met at work in the office, > only a week ago and now > he's walking her home, > the long way. > > Outside his house, the Catalpa, > huge leaves bearing the marks > of autumn; one leaf is emblem > of all seasons, edged deep green, > flecked with orangy-yellow > and thorough crimson at its > heart. See it, he says. > She nods dumbly, she is still > taking in wider matters. > > In the front yard, good, > his promised car, is there, > albeit leaf-covered, > nestled under the willow tree. > > > Bill Wootton > 21November 12 >