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first thaw
my un-tuned guitar
from the attic

midday just past
caravan neighbours
moving off

dusk just passing
an abandoned homeless man
in the park

full moon
opening a pen pal
months late

out of season
hail and passion-fruits
dot the white lawn

trout
plucking the falls
from autumn

bobbing
falls of autumn
the rainbow trout

jogging into dusk
the beach sand
stinging the wind

drive to hospital
dark rain clouds
in labour

Bonsai class
some students suggest
I snip less