angst cycle (iii) — [ђ] (ii)

in fact
it was an aircraft approaching
the trail

but on the
bright northern horizon
it resembles the smoke
of a hard small fire
burning for hours
perhaps a tanker crash
perhaps a house loss

the sky
seems such a summer one
afternoon fun
meadow
insects buzzing
outside
in the back garden
of a pub

but it’s over
the hard commerce
of the snow
in the centre
of the city

small clouds
joined like
low contrast
nearly white
sand on the blue sea

no
that’s not a meadow pub