Sauna

A few more words before the sauna
Perhaps something
About spas and similar leisure activities
Even to recollect the full body massage
And the flotation tank experience

Yet out there
Beyond the balcony
Beyond the tennis courts
Beyond the ice cream parlour

Yes out there
The pristine golden sands
The azure blue sea
So many shades of the Atlantic Ocean

Before the horizon
That thin line of Prussian blue
Which seems to say by definition
Yes now is the time
Take up your trunks and go sauna

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Earnest

I wait for the crowds to disperse
I wait for the guide to calm her enthusiasm
I wait for the girls from Wakefield
To stop talking about the girl from Wakefield

Yet in these few moments of observation
And the writing up of those observations
The crowds are back and the children
Who were so peacefully serene in the garden

Are now told not to touch
Do not touch boys
Boys sit down sit quietly
Take out your drawing books boys

And begin to sketch the works
Sketch what you feel about the works
By the girl from Wakefield
The girl from Wakefield Girls High School

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Anew

I came here again today
To see your sculptures in the garden
To see your words and photographs in the gallery
To see your tools and your templates in your workshop
To see your tiny bed and to see the schoolchildren
Using your immensely varied body of work
For their day of inspiration and sketches

And then I saw the Abutilon leaf floating
In the rain filled bowl of your River Form
It had been blown in by the breeze from
The tree further up the banking
The whole thing looks settled now
And I would especially like you
To know that so am I

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Here

Yes here
Here in the Barbara Hepworth
Sculpture Garden in St Ives

Sat yes sat
Sat on the white seat
By the white table with the blue umbrella

Which shades the light and which will
Will most certainly
Provide shelter from the certain showers

Meanwhile I sit and peek
Peek through the arcs
And the domes and the spheres

Looking as if hearing
As if hearing a symphony playing
Before a lady from my old school in Penistone

Sits down beside me
And asks quietly
For any news of my older brother

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Carbis Bay

I dozed and I daydreamed
How pleasant it was too
The skies were tranquil
My half closed eyes
Pictured them violet
Violet and blue

The waves rolled over
And over again
A surf so steady so true
I closed my eyes fully
And thought
Why not why not you

To be then at one
As the world drives
Drives straight on through
To be the captain or the caller
With wide eyes opened
Opened onto divinity's crew

If only so true
If only for you
If only if only we both knew

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