From a kind customer, Isobel Adams, who also sent us these photographs…
in sleep; organic reverie
to drift and succumb complete to thee
envelopes, enshrouds hopelessly
in wake; earth’s hot heaving soul
on which to run, averting fall
agitates, amuses, absolute all
in breath; country, ground and soil
dusty, sparse, on which man toils
captures, caresses, to persistently coil
in speech; rhetoric flows free
against rule and all decree
ebb, emanation, effusion flee
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