Around me, the unseen miracle

Of the past: the birds in the tree—the hills—the clouds—the people passing by,

I am at the centre of my time

                And they are all in the past

What stranger miracles are there?

After Walt Whitman, Miracles

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Written in March 2023: one year on.

(...sees races, eras, dates, generations,

The past, the future, dwelling there, like space, inseparable together"

Walt Whitman, Kosmos)

Only fragile glass

                                   holds the cold

                                                                night's times at bay:

each star above the beech

owning its mo...

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