Michael Shepherd - 0010 memory

and brought back with her

the first few primroses she did not pick
tucked neat into the hedgerow

a wisp of sheepwool
caught on wire she did not touch

a dewdro p which the sun caught as she passed

rabbits who lifted softbrush ears
paused then hopped away and yet not fast

a slight breeze which did not touch the primroses
which blew the wisp of sheepwool a little for a moment

which trembled the dewdro p into colours
and yet it stayed on the grass stalk

in the night
the primroses sheltered in her and grew imperceptibly

the sheepwool almost touched her
the dewdro p joined the air around her

the rabbits slept close to her
the breeze sighed and waited outside the window

in the morning they awoke together

Michael Shepherd

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