June 3

TUESDAY 11

I get my hair cut
and go out into the rain
with it already wet.

WEDNESDAY 12

All there is to write
is an afternoon full of
the sounds of water.

THURSDAY 13

The rose seedlings grow
towards the light, a long way
from being bushes.

FRIDAY 14

On the bus look for
the police, undercover,
the poster announces.

SATURDAY 15

The year’s first mehndi
just before the solstice at
the Peace Festival.

SUNDAY 16

Mabel is four months
old, a cocker spaniel with
a burnished gold coat.

MONDAY 17

‘I will hide me in
the arbour,’ Shakespeare said, in
the garden at New Place.