Sebastian Reynolds

Sonnet for Lance

Sonnet fo Lance

It feels a bit raw like a cool Greenstreete evening

in spring or summer when we’re out on our own

it’s after tea and sun soon to be leaving

early into the week so easy to moan …

somewhat down in the dumps not letting it show

here now not at home what performance pretend

The Gap

Gap photo

And when you are made
     to tilt yourself inescapably through

it will not be

as you imagined it. Your parted light

happens upon itself, as unlooked for
     and as ridiculous
             as sprung water. What will be filled

but the shot-through bottom
of your expectations, again and again,

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