And in that one moment
Watching
The Larkin documentary
I too was swept off to Beverley
Also to Ampleforth Abbey
In that one moment
I had risen from the sofa
To feel the sunshine
Thinking about being
Among writing friends
Of course, as with love
I would find an element
Of argument and discontent
Fury and absence
In the Basildon Bond
En route to Rosedale
I witnessed
A small village funeral
Carried out with some style
Later, on a private drive
With calypso-coloured
Rhododendrons
I surreptitiously drove towards
A restored country house
And in that one moment
I had entered
A new world order
Built from the success
Of wistful, wishful, absent-minded
Sunday afternoon thinking
