picnic

What can we do?

Picnic on home-grown

Peas, post pamphlets predicting

Armageddon from fossil fuels,

Pay some banks some more

Peanuts to bet on African

Rain while cheap flights

Heat home for tea,

And guess what’s left?

Fish, freshly boiled in the sea.

Poems face up, readers look down

 Library, shopping

List, Letter From

An Unknown Woman,

Bright Star, Retrospectre on

The Girl With the Dragon

Tattoo.

This patchwork quilt

And picnic, these

Words, what do they mean?

No less than any poem,

Made and spread

For picnickers

To much and mix with

Their own dips,

No table, no rules.