.crowned.

now your name may be redeemed
your wanderings freed into new

adventures

or maybe you will still stay inside a while

inside the boundary lines

four fields

corona

.so we mutate.

.two.

two, is it you,

.colours.

..sometimes with red..

.you.

liked when you talked about childhood

our childhood.

later i sighed

and

placed my cold hands over my face…

.broken.

they  do not know the darkness

how the light can fade into latin

& all things unreasonable

 

today i write of glass and ashes inspired before

then swept by other’s moments witnessed  the cleaning

.the explorer.

stuck in  ice forewarned
by terms of reading

arctic exploration

.note.

it is warm and i worry
about the ice melting

.shell bay.

we went out on the chain ferry across to the beach
all sun sea gulls and possibilities

day of freedom

.art school.

had it all been different i may
have taken further education
you know.