Dawn after the night crossing

Dawn after the night crossing 

The moon in the west's still high

exceptionally bright, two days past full

and in the east long clouds are washed in pink and peach

as creeping through the spectrum, orange, gold

the sun now rising, summons 

this new day. 

24th July 2016, passing through Normandy. 

Hoping we'd remain

Hoping we'd remain

The night was proper June at last, balmy

the sun still high, blue sky

swifts wheeled squealing.

I made a fan, creasing the paper place mat

for a small current of air. So still the night unbreathing,

the month's moon full for solstice, midsummer

and in France la fête de la musique

songs in the street

friends in English, German, French, Rumanian

hoping we'd  remain, part of the project

imperfect, but surely people of Britain, you of good heart

tolerant historically, and still, 

a vision to aspire to

ideals to make us proud? 

June 22nd 2016, Hounoux