There were dragonflies that summer afternoon ...

I gathered lichened twigs fallen from autumn trees - 

Nearby was the river in which Anne had bathed - 

There were dragonflies that summer afternoon -  

Birdsong in the orchards - 

The river held the memory of her shape -

Her brown body in its clear water - 

The grass the touch of her flawless skin - 

Thursday 15 October 2020

East Stoke 

Dorset