yes. when i go visit, go further i shall stop counting

in wales it is hoped that this may be so
that we may visit one other household
be part of that .even stay over

the day is yet to arrive

i enjoyed my garbage run james
we call it recycling and very well
organised 

another trip out that left me buzzing 

things can change
and if they do

the counting stops then

the laptop is in disarray
so I tap here neatly by phone

it feels neat and particular 
With little noises to accompany 
james

and more help with the spelling 

it gives me capitals so I change them quickly 

I wonder if I will visit tregaron this fall
go to lampeter to see if the walnut tree
has anything for me

betwixt the mobile and laptop
things come awry and we leave it so

the random nature of things

faintly corrupted

have counted & now
the counting stops soon

as

all is changing

i cleaned the kitchen yesterday
thoroughly
while outside it rained
quite thoroughly

i find that soon i may visit my
family, not be solitary

that i may travel further
that i must still be very
careful

so i cleaned the kitchen
thoroughly
and wondered about it all

i had got used to it james
quite used to it even
enjoyed it

therefore
i shall also make changes
now the kitchen is tidy

one +

our thinking changes over time
doesn’t it?

these quiet times of isolation have
affected some
and they become startled at what is
still going on outside

with words and maybe misunderstanding

if there is a question
we  can research it to allow things to grow

they certainly will this weather
so much rain that i remain inside
this morning

no early walk have been soaked twice
recently
right through

hence comes the changes

i photograph at the window
yet you cannot feel the wet
from the image
nor feel the wind
for wind there is this time

perhaps the poet had done his job
for you james
and set you on your path?

you can think of him on your bicycle
his words & patterns
the flow of ideas
& this will remain forever with you

things stay here and sadly it all reappeared
while walking like a film before me in snatches

eliminated on return with the currant bun
the coffee

traces remain hidden for the most part
only to come out on particular
occasions
without  warning

she said it without  a warning
& i was horrified

again

no playlist
no 9.99 a month

we do have muffins, but not cheese curd
unless it has a different name here, the fried
ones look nice

we have bread muffins white and fluffy
i could eat one now

still gloomy this morning

she fidgeted and fussed
so i let her out last eve

then the rain came hard
in sheets they say and i
felt for her yet i know she
has some place to go as
she comes in dry later

later i found i can colour
with the carbon especially
the red if cut in strips and rolled

so i did that only i forget that i meaned
to write this different more meaningful
topical

with references to our situations without
saying
these strange times
&
three word slogans

he said it
and i laughed and laughed

we all got very wet yesterday
then tucked back indoors nicely

and i ordered verbena again
he pulled the last one out
thought it was a **** james

so i have three coming by post
of course

with the candle
and some dates

as have fancied them a lot

as a child we had them only
at christmas
in a pressed
block

and i have prunes left

sometimes i have to check my numbers
sometimes they run out of corn all together
and offer me peas

not the same james
a different colour
i like yellow

i place the bone
where the mouse once was

the other bodies are boxed now

murky this morning and possibly cool
outside
with promise of a social occasion possible

unless there are more gigantic congregations
with no worth other than to scatter their litter

they will come with fire here on the bridge
where he spent the day scraping tenfold
maybe gave up

i have not heard him since
told me he had obsessions
i tend to agree

excitement here over the boxes
due here soon, parcel force

do you remember my love

this is a new project

anyway

that is the way i get stuff now
no travelling
no stores

no hassle
only the joy of expectation james

&

i guess you understand that

watching the seeds grow
looking for flowers
& little animals

admiring the cows now
on the hill silhouetted

got that ok the second time around james
some things take several if not many attempts

then i drew the coat again

the storm came last evening
well, late afternoon really. we

were talking as i watched the
water fall down the window

there was none the other end
though breezy with the doors

open

the studio was an oven of
oppression
skin pricked
while

i drew the tiny coat faintly
and left to sit outside to
think

to

then carry compost round
the back

filthy then i bathed, put on
cotton pyjamas
heard the heaviness of water
drops

we have cat slide windows
here

james

water runs down
water runs everywhere

that was last evening and it all steamed later

it is morning
the mist hangs
in the place i walk
each day

that place i lived was on the news
&
for that one day i am glad i moved
away

all the other days too
i have been here a while
now

softly

the wild thing entered the studio again
whilst
i was not looking

the dead things are missing
presumed eaten

years old
dried must
have tasted bitter

feathers left outside
in scatters

i had taken photos

the rat remains under glass

even at home small dramas occur

they had the drain issue
while i experienced non delivery
though they said they had
delivered

so today we talk of cows
now up behind the yard
where i can see them all

together

so pretty with differing patterns
james
with a chevrolet bull he said
he possibly will have spelled
it different

i don’t know

i see a lot while walking yet
still envy those that pass by
bike

i still pick up things that they
may not see going by so quick

like he did not see the objects
the idle artefacts in passing
so busy thinking of his own affairs
desires

hot here today
they say

there may be storms tomorrow
yesterday the planes flew over
while i waited

slightly