Golden Delicious

I wanted you two times daily
in the lingering ailment not to care about side effect
ultraviolence of ice, misgiving a Cairngorm
   to climb this last, I wanted you
      a long red scarf in me
consuming pale ethanol, does it make us ache
   in the morning you are all kinds of grass
      like optimism, panic and lemon
         is a gift
   the alarm goes off
in the middle of a desert where nobody hears it
to cut our losses, let’s not think of the numbers
   for geometry can be in common also
how I rote learned the shape of your body
like kissing in the woodpile of your mind
   doing all winter what nobody told me
      love poem
      stuck to a love poem
The speed of many trains
I wanted you three or four times daily
listening to ‘Venus in Fleurs’ on Thursday,
Friday, Saturday saved all the goldcrests
   before this frost
      epidemic of the more than borrowed
   peeling poem from poem
underneath I saw cloudshine, taking a thyroid dose
   of something like sky from sky
is exercise to lift here slowly the sunless
turning of apples to new sentences
   concluding with months
   after moths, motionless
in maturity lowland and mountain coniferous
mainly to breed arabesques of genuine birdsong
is how I am in love with you
   fast and slow
to fall asleep with this pleated in me
   the tiniest morsel of glow not due
      to incandescence is only your name
         like softcore
      peeling my flesh of feathers

Maria Sledmere