Like this, Randolph. Funny, the memory of Candice came to mind just this
morning.
On 29 June 2011 12:40, Randolph Healy <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> DUET
>
> _i.m. Candice Ward_
>
> She made seed hoppers
> in her workshop in the attic
> and every new moon
> hired a cherry picker
> to hang her latest from the apex
> of a sexually mature alder
> returning to write a love letter
> which she tore in two
> sending one half to the other side
> of the earth, one week later
> putting a match to hers so
> that the other’s half would also burn
> though she, like the alders, disliking
> summer heat, went north each June
> the evenings easier to bear
> as she walked in the cool of the day
> male catkins relaying their restless drifts.
>
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