I have moved into the shade
Although the paper
Is still in dappled sunlight
And the shadow of thumb and pencil
Move across the page
The apple tree spreads across more
Than half the garden
On the day before the 4th of July
The tree is so so very heavily ladened
With the fruit though still yet to ripen
The fruits will fall
Some already have
And in the trees of many years
Or even more years
Many more fruits have fallen
Yet each summer
And this one in particular
Life returns in abundance
Once again growth springs into beings
Love is here and love is all around us
Overhead the dull groan of an aeroplane
Memories; two days ago on the Lincolnshire Wolds
A most peaceful place on earth
Two jet fighters in a fighting practice
Two pilots fly at many hundreds of miles an hour
Where were they going, what were they knowing
Showing off their skills way above the farmer
With his plough, with his rake, with his seed
He moves so so slowly, studiously he takes his time
He waits for the season, his reasons are clear
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