MOMENTARY CONFUSION

It was April, but could be October's day,
an autumn sun dazzling and fooling today,
and a windy snap that led either way,
with only blossoms to give the secret away.

I rode round the Fens as I often do
searching the scene, and bidding adieu
to the seasons as they ratchet by,
giving a greeting and saying good-bye.


April 1991

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