Spinnings

Spinnings

We've come this way before –
haven't we? – the lanes wet, deepening
the burgundy squelch

of leaves, and the hedges plotting
an articulate sky.
It's all much closer now: the gravel path,

the spade lying by the open
barn, squints of spider floss tightening across
our eyes. Clues, yes, all of these –

but what about this wisp of blood, these
brittle tools? – ghosts
of a weather, your unfathomable skin?

from A Lens in the Palm (Carcanet, 2008), ? Kelly Grovier 2008, used by permission of the author and the publisher.

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