Deosil widdershins deosil widdershins the bird-feeder cages revolve at the stroke of a wing which leaves them empty of probing -beak to beak with a fledging a lesser spotted woodpecker flickers in black and scarlet while in the background the last giant poppy shudders a seedhead, one single petal hanging on in the shrivelling loss of its sheen…

river bridge streetlamp
halfway across the tip
in solstice light 

Diana Webb