the oar's slow groans
beneath Aquarius
two children found her
floating face up in the lake
one breast visible
below cold murky water
the silver back of a pike
beyond the reeds
clouds linger
on another night
her father throws soil
onto the wooden casket
November drizzle
slowly soaking through his suit
the memory of a smile
Venus' and Mars' abysmal fires
calm and cool in Grasmere Lake
