5 March 2005
28 May 2025
room in a view
it’s raining light
in the cathedral of circles
crystals flip in the downdraught
tiny advertisements
in the transparent pages
of history
choristers call through the drizzle
sopping with rainbows they concentrate
Byrd or Palestrina
but the congregation shuffles
to a different tune
their motor mouths
gobble the drifting graffiti
the plankton storm engulfs
my microscopic heart