Mayfly
-- In the semi-light,
a magical domain.
Senses collide.
-- Arcane
two-stroke
two-stroke
petrol and
creosote mingle
in the warmth.
in the warmth.
The rusted tins,
stale tobacco
and fertiliser
fill the old shed.
Fresh sandwiches
ready for noon,
cucumber spread,
Sunblest and
Anchor butter.
---- To Stamford Pond
to find a Mayfly.
Another day,
ancient sunlight,
eternal summer.
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