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Patricia Helen Wooldridge, Hampshire

Poems on the Buses Exhibition

Can’t believe the heron landing on our house

long arrow beak and doubling height
           of his unfurled neck

bones opening in my spine

or last night the ash a scaffold for the moon –

snowball caught in a web

or this morning spider lines guyed to the tree

hanging out to weigh a soggy sun

or the heron’s pendulous flop on a too-small-tree

a would-be-snake sun-streaked

reaching until

we’re both swallowing the blunt ends of summer.