André Barker

André stoops, crouches
Hunches in meadows
Walks on tiptoe in woodland
Lies prostrate on paths

Skips lightly, Trips slighty
Looks closely, to see
A Crack in the stonework
Or an elegant weed

Still quietly creeping
He waits for the light
For the wind to die down
Or the moment, just right

To capture, to freeze
To bind, to release
The feeling
The sense, the
Realness 

Of the smallest thing.

Simone Barker.

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