30th July
We have eaten and loved and the sun is up,
we have only to sing before parting:
Goodbye, dear love. Basil Bunting
We drank red wine
out of mugs
dressed in tree
finger cracks
smiled stained teeth
watched the candle
drenched in its own wet self
flicker
played Risk, Pontoon,
stripped, fucked, creaked
on the camp bed
and listened
to the roof
dressed in drumming
rain, hot we slept
woke each other up
and held on
waited for morning
us naked
and the birds dressed as birds.
Rebecca White is a student at the University of East Anglia studying for a Masters in Creative Writing: poetry. She blogs at realrvwhite.wordpress.com and tweets from @realrvwhite.