Monday, 6 May 2013

White Dead-nettle


White as toes peeping out from sandals on the year’s first heatwave morning.

    White like the half moon’s corona against a blackening midsummer sky.

       White as a barn-swallow’s breast appearing at a fire-station’s eaves.

          White like the bells of liberty-caps popping up from a rain-drenched lawn.

             White as a roost of little egrets settling down at Michaelmas dusk.

                White like a whalebone reliquary washed ashore at winter’s end.

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