Harriet Tarlo


 

under the green line



under branches bending

landing blue tits

 

white through magpie flight

fullfrost fullmoon

between frost and spring           february

new dandelions

 

snow on ridges, holme moss

 

                        sidesnow it began straight past the house and down the lane

                                                at the back, it flattened against windows

 

change of light’s still pale           march

                        aircold under

                        shadows trees over

                        nab in

                        low sun

 

what is that pale over

and shadow across?

 

                                                gradations of colour

                                                shafts of light up to

                                                blue

                                                as in sky

 

                                                                                    tell me if you see any good sticks

                                                                                    said the boy

 

last snow

leaving

 

and

march                           walking into the sun

                                    snowdrops frost-closed

song

 

                                    cows staring in line

                                    morning

leaves like bird

bird-leaves falling

                                                                                    from the road    this nab is

flatter, sloping gentle

across

 

 

cows at grass  at  head level

            above the path              eye sight

                                                shifts sky         

 

 

dark hides hair

                        in a corner

                        bellies brown dewlaps

            tails flicking                   two split off begin        

                        calling across                            path to chorus

            standing up       casting              shadow

                                                against       each other              

 

 

 

                                                wall black bites

                                    the field

                                    white crosses stone water

                                    falls

                                    crisis over each step

 

            grass in mud under

            ice

 

 

 

rowing their swag
early and grass


 

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