when the old man said
i know everything
the young girl replied
...
(to where the ashes of both
my parents are strewn)
...
I like the silence of reading
flat on my stomach on the woollen floor
my legs waving upwards like the fronds of ferns
...
just as the dusk comes hooting
down through the shivering black leaves
of the swinging trees we (the brave ones
...
The red man says hello
the green tree says i'm here
all grown-ups are sleeping
...
when the new year
came out of nowhere
and peeped into rooms
it was so flattered to find
...
prudence my love
each time you invite me to tea
i wonder do i have the appetite
for what i
hope you are requiring of me
...
when you step out of the wood and go first time to school
you have to be so specially careful if you're really a dragon
to put the most innocent expression on your face you can find
and not flip your flappers (unless the others don't mind)
...
be moved by your own time
but move it too
the sun hasn't all the answers
it can be made to listen to you
however adamant the pavement
it's a book of feet
though they need it to take them through town
people control the street
from the irreproachable mountain
wisdom drips down
spray it with your own salt
manacled clown
...