We shall have no clouds today
We shall have no clouds today, only
the wasps' slow eclipse of the windfalls
and archangel heron, fanning what fires?
Bone by bone, I lay myself out
in the grass, wonder what will you do
to put the heart across me now?
from Christina the Astonishing (Two Rivers Press,1998), ? Jane Draycott 1998, used by permission of the author