This insect webbing never
will catch at gossamer streams
of any creative purpose
gilt among the midge dance.
Trafficking destinies weave
a sensual poetry,
unravelling rooms, landscapes
and our dialogues with love.
Language changes and touches
may mean other things tomorrow,
remembering you and streets
sung through fuming of buses,
mourning the flapping heron
in a sun-fall of leaves.
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YOU ARE READING
Tapestries
PoetryPoems from 1978 onwards. These poems are in a different style from the later MajorSeventh, the earlier ones often with more of an Eastern-influenced cadence. Later, they vary a lot in form and style.
