Not infected yet
A
tunnel of trees
a
man walking his dog
red
braces, Panama hat.
I
buy a string of garlic
I
like the look of it.
The
wind gets up
banging the
trees about
their
leaves tumble to
the
ground, I buy a
4
euro hat at
the
local vide grenier
doesn’t
matter that
it’s
ugly I’ll have
warm
ears in winter.
I’ve
got a flea bite
not
infected yet.
The
flight of the
bumble
bee has become
our
plight, serious stuff.
The
neighbours’ cows
watch
us play table
tennis.
They look really
interested.
Critical even.
Joselyn Duffy Morton ©
