Wind as red as the apple I've just eaten ...

I read the lines of the poem -

The strange beautiful words -


Birds sang in the tree -

I ate one of the sweet wind-fallen apples -


Later, I thought, I'll watch the former angel in the high ceilinged bar -

The girl from the circus will dance -

At first languidly, then she'll shake her long hair -

No cold heaven -

Wine as red as the apple I've just eaten -


Tuesday 17 September 2019


The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset