diagonal line of cloud in pale
blue sky above ridge
sparrows pecking up seeds from
bricks in foreground
view distinct for finish, scale of
a page more than
itself, in this way takes
something in, person with
man recalling Beatles song went
something like will
you still need me will you still
love me now I’m 77
yellow whiteness of sun rising
above shadowed ridge
wingspan of osprey flapping across
mouth of channel
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