Stanchion

Your world
Lost in a drawer-full
Of matches

Railways
Happy days
Building a boat
In a room

We marked out
The eighteenth century,
Red plastic
And Polycement

I touch at it
In the signs
I will never
Recover

Past Martlesham

This deep-water
Colouring
From Virginia
One day
Made
Mindful

These are the photos
From then I
Could write