Dulwich woods

The woods are Ophelia green today
the way Millais saw her..
Great globs of rain
tumbling through the brown fern
even the rabbits refuse to play
no walkers stagger the steep path.
The lime trees stand majestic
dreaming of yesterday:
tomorrow’s bare branches
strain towards the light
like starving children
begging for more.

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