a swan

its neck unfolds

in the morning heat

Airport sequence

airport bus

the mysteries contained

in large bags

security check

I shuffle through

holding up my trousers

at the gate

passport, bags and boarding pass

never enough hands

a single sun-drenched field

an unseen gap

in the clouds

a burst of snowdrops

on the mortuary road

last journey home

Published (2023) Blithe Spirit Volume 33 Number 2 page29