Saturday, 28 May 2011

evening lull
rowers drop oars
at the cox's command

Thursday, 26 May 2011

drought's end
a duck flanked by her young
sails downriver

Wednesday, 18 May 2011

Sand Martins

make nuanced, meticulous flips
above the shallows

on whose shimmer reflections of willows
sprawl from the ait

until they’re breasted into ripples
by a red-crested pochard

nibbling a female’s tail
with its fuchsia-lipstick bill,

as the martins torpedo towards their nest-hole
in the stone embankment,

one squeezing inside, just past the other.

Wednesday, 11 May 2011

humid night
three ducks follow
the main line out of town