WINTER

Snow has settled.

Each garden takes on pristine beauty.

In this white-out,

Evening extends far into night.

It is so quiet I can hear

The pulse of the stars.

My breath forms blue statuettes

That taunt the iconoclast.

Nothing moves beyond the rhythm

Of stained-glass remembrance.

(Michael Newman)

18 Courtiers Drive

Bishops Cleeve

Cheltenham

Glos GL52 8NU