daylight robbery

this is ours
the canvas that fills with cumuli
where delicate cirrus decorates our moon
where Sun drags its heat from dawn to dusk
the venue of Venus, the field for Mars
where Saturn plays perpetual hula hoop
dance floor of Jupiter and its spinning jewels
backdrop for all our stars
this is our space you build in
concreting our view
damping our days
darkening our nights
boxing the light
constricting our breath
into narrow alleyways
you, who have enclosed our commons
now prepare to steal our sky

~

n.b. Time to draw a line to protect our light. Walls are being built on river banks and coasts for the few who are buying up our common views, breathing space and sense of space.

Norwich is being slowly smothered by these concrete and glass blocks. The Wensum is being enclosed.

Watching the building foundations being sunk is fascinating until you realise how deep the piles go and then the horror takes over; the sky is being taken from us.

~

CLP 15/10/2021

On Sweet Dreams

Feverish bedtimes

soothed by gentle reading

of favourite books

~

n.b. I heard today, not for the first time during this pandemic, of stories being read to unwell adults at bedtime. Such a simple act of love.

~

CLP 02/02/2021