Lavinia Greenlaw: Essex kiss

A touch as bold as rum and peppermint.

Chewing gum and whelks. A whiff
of diesel, crocus, cuckoo spit.


Your body will give way like grain,
your body will veer

smoke over a torched field
as the wind takes and turns it.

And a closing couplet whose con and pro take their time to balance and sink in:

By this are we bound.
No paperwork.”

—Lavinia Greenlaw.