A gap in the crowd
by Lee Nash

wolf whistle
on my way to work
small starling

a man waiting
by a pile of fresh tar
spring morning

city sounds
plough horses’ hooves
on tarmacadam

all the clock hands
set at ten past ten
her immaculate smile

white magnolia
beside the conservatoire
blue notes

dying cyclamen
in a plastic windowbox
S.A.D.

an ambulance
in the driveway
firefly in the rain

dusk
in the public garden
doves in a sculpture

the homeless
call him back to the bowl
dog in the cold

trees around a house
the whir of an electric gate

(First published in The Lampeter Review, Issue 15, 2017)

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