SATURDAY 25 20
Magnolia has
not long flowered. Its petals
now are on the ground.
SUNDAY 26 20
Pink and white snowdrifts
blown up round roadside trees,
bordering verges.
MONDAY 27 20
A For Sale sign stashed
behind a brick wall, buried
in ropes of ivy.
TUESDAY 28 20
Seats in the waiting
room for phlebotomy are
several yards apart.
WEDNESDAY 29 20
Locked down, waiting for
a call, and when it comes at
last, it’s all good news.
THURSDAY 30 20
A single plant of
London Pride that once grew in
gardens everywhere.
FRIDAY 01 20
The sharp-edged moon a
silver coin sawn in half, to
be shared, a keepsake.
Seventeen 