The second tranche of book sorting over, mostly art books and some cookery books, the shelves on the stairs up to the top floor studio, look accessible and tidy. The process reveals some interesting, forgotten possessions. The process of discarding is remarkably painless, almost a pleasure.
How the black road shines
When the rain has blown away,
Blinded by the sun.
This wet blustery afternoon people greet each other with the words: "It's August!"