from our fourth-floor window to assess
the damage: blocking the drain,
his last plunge re-enacted, my Complete Hart Crane
has bloated threefold; come unstuck, with fractured spines,
Kierkegaard and Lowry languish beside the bins.
And there in the cherry-tree’s leafless sticks,wedged open – so a passer-below
could gaze up and discover two pages –
(first published in Frogmore Papers)