A vast expanse of sky
dwarfs the land
as bright restless clouds
drift out to sea.

In the next room
Allen toys with wires.
Jane’s off to market.
Brown weeds wag their fingers
in the bay wind.

The septic’s grown over
in no time.
The rose bushes need pruning

At Black Brook
rocks hung on by their fingernails
under the glacier.

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