TUESDAY 12
Moseley Loves You. Pom-
pom hearts on the boarded bank,
crochet on railings.
WEDNESDAY 13
In dies irae
winds, the bricklayer claps his
trowels together.
THURSDAY 14
Tulips already
out in a bed by the road
alongside the church.
FRIDAY 15
Someone struggling with
the ATM. Someone else
becomes impatient.
SATURDAY 16
Paper hydrangea,
pink, on a stick, in a clay
urn behind Janice.
SUNDAY 17
A bundle of cloud
on the horizon translates
sunshine to drizzle.
MONDAY 18
Brick chevrons, black and
white, around the roundabout,
red circling the kerb.
Seventeen 