Updated: Jun 19
Ambling down the lane
to give the beach a sniff;
hi's to five, and I love them all –
the fella chatting to his dog, his dog,
the others huddled in, in conversation –
just as I love the usual rock, dependable
as the confluence of two tides
curling all the way around it,
meeting at the other side,
And from the hill, a tractor silhouette,
the still blue air swishing down its rumble,
a bliss of warmth,
no spray today, exploding from the rock,
just a choking splutter: he said what?
You can’t be serious! And the shock of it,
reaching so much further than I'm used to,
makes me want to rush back home to you,
even though you’re locked behind a door,
and we eat in different rooms, smiling
into screens, keeping banter light.
My love can’t help you, but it’s there,
transmitted via pixels. Crisis clarifies
emotions and priorities, you said.
You mean, you know, the world to me.
And that means so much more, now
the world's gone blue.
I wanted to capture a heightened awareness and gratitude for human presence during this time, as well as the imminence of risk. With thanks to the Arts Council for their generous support during Lockdown.