NEARLY THE END OF AUGUST, 2015

                        (after Lee Harwood)


Reaching up after dark to unpeg the washing
on the rotary dryer   wow,       it’s so
the sky with all those stars in it is

the night is so clear and so

what little breeze there is
carries the day’s warmth in it still

behind me, the dark basket of clothes and pegs
there are stars all around it

this sky with all its stars in it

I’d like to roll the tiny hardness of a star
across my palm

I know this is probably 
and reach out my hand anyway


Michaela Ridgway