“Willow whispers ‘Narcissus’
Fast waters moved on
Already absence
Turnstone, tieke and teal.
The things a deaf person hears
So complexly wrong
Bountiful silence
Cockerell, crake and crow
On over through plain sickness
For sheer weariness
Solid emptiness
Siskin, smew and stint
Virtue wisdom and beauty
As planets wander
Wrong threaded beading
Robin, ruff and water rail.”