- Vol. 04
- Chapter 03
BlueIn the dark, raw month of January,
All colour has been stripped away -
Everything is paused.
In hedgerows, brittle stems
Of nettles, dill and cow parsley
Tangle like umbrellas in a porch.
We are resigned to long days of rain
And welcome a sudden change to snow
When, in the morning, the bowl
Of sky is china blue and almost clear again.