A field of indigo
beneath a grey sky
leavens the heart
some little portion
while the rain mists
my glasses and chills me.
England and history
wait for the ducks
in the meadow hard
by Lavenham churchyard.
Wool and Reformation
wait, time waits
for indigo and ducks
and happiness,
even in the drizzling,
East Anglian rain.

Andrew Watt
arvon@neca.com