I have found a quiet place
I have taken a photograph
Of your absence
Yesterday I found photographs
Days 2 to 3 on the canal boat
You looked swell, smiling
The moorhen
Appears to walk on water
As it skips across the lotus leaves
That you were happy
Is what struck me; somehow
We had touched the miracle of life
Now the moorhen’s sibling
Leads her away from the water
To the calm of the terra-firma
