here ti(l) la
my deepest breath
startling deer
stertling roil
on the ridge
she's here at last
the ‘veiled lady'
shepherde of the stream
no strange or rambling
look after each other
each
all one
with a plantering bosom
my own things get done last
patched patchouli
absterrent hardering
made hepworth
veiled but more expressive
than a gormley
look there's a small orange
the anatomy of sandstone
will not pister
‘d'où viens-tu bergère'?
not from the tour eiffel
or the mobile mast
tired of that ancient world
her masts are flowing familial
her masts
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