Spring cleaning this morning, Anne uncovered secret kingdoms of spiders, strange cities woven out of cobwebs -
She asked me to dust a curio we'd bought in Glastonbury -
I remembered the dreadlocked sages, Wearyall Hill, the Chalice Well -
We'd drunk coffee in New Age cafes under dream catchers -
I read books about Atlantis -
I'd dreamed of women dancing round apple trees -
The sky above the orchards brimmed with stars -
12.30
Sunday 15 January 2017
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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