At a Gallery
I
Snap
Blue, lacing through Dark trees – Girls race from school Into the sun.
II
Held
She deploys space, He measures time; Love’s configured in her face, And in their rhyme.
III
Leaving Lloyd Rees
(to Arda)
All forms were lost in colour then in light; But forms persist, rocks in a drifting sea. These tides of light show beautiful and swift – Wreck you on stubborn forms most easily.
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