21st august 2005
Awaking from a dream of Jarman
(the views from all his windows really Blakes -
Where antique banknotes lit the fire
And all the past was poured upon it,
Deeds of title, crockery and crystal -
To colour it, he said)
I thought of Samuel Palmer,
His journey into Sussex
And all that he found in that great
Republic of Trees.
