Kingfisher
1930s coast, gulls inside the grey.
sterile noon a ward at two. Therapist says, What is your name? What year is it? grandmother she knew the word for every wing, every call, every blue – her hand raised toward sky and it stayed sky Picture of a window sky Picture of a window sky mother blue velvet, a slash of it – her dress, and the bird crossing the water kingfisher, kingfisher 1930s coast her hands shade her eyes gulls inside the grey she points to her own hand wing-vein, word for daughter (the kitchen window where starlings blacked the light) she touches it mother moth



Photo – my own. Sidmouth beach, September.
Brilliant