..joan..

proved hot yesterday

by the time I had walked and cut the grass
i came very damp

changed into thin cotton
pale blue with flowers
of summer

and drew quietly

my thing

while she also
at her house
drew pastel clouds

i sent photographs
for inspiration yet

continued to draw
joan

the brave creature

seemed a long languid day
full of tidyness and thought

things bit. left red bumps
tried my hair back and stared
in the mirror james at all

that has happened.