#2304 -- bringing in the sheaves

 

2304

7.111

22.iv.26

bringing in the sheaves

 

walk out the door with nothing

 

I love it that the rain

on a day like this

 

but it is unlasting

 

music to pursue

 

pick up a stone from just where we lie

 

a little wilt shows season

 

trip-idiom

we mine it here

 

squeeze drips from a rag of sky

 

have to get head out of jumper somehow

 

brickwork and by blow down sticks

 

take it to the top of the head

 

I work with just what’s  

 

plod on, plod

 

it’s all so as to wonder

what if another star struck

            broad daylight

 

what if the gods would show