The Linnet's Wings :Take All My Loves, My Love - Page 14
The Linnet´s Wings
We walked through the grounds A dinner table stands,
in daylight. Saw the trailing wires, on the drenched croquet lawn,
of cold, vacant fairy lights a chair overturned. In anger?
and myriad dangling droplets, A moss-covered bed, laced with leaves,
of rain, tentative, haunted by long rotted lovers.
hanging from boughs and cables Mouldy books strewn over mulch,
in the foggy afternoon. a wardrobe door, to Narnia
maybe. I imagine it tonight,