What a Hackney class -
dear old student pops by,
embrace of arms, heart and Form

newer folks approach softness
in half-smiles
new glasses and trainers

at home a glass of gift-wine,
two friends announce new borns
two more due soon

rats in my garden
will be discouraged tomorrow
by my spring digging

broad beans and quince seeds
thrive in what I hauled out
from the compost bin

no sabre leaps tonight -
my aching legs
worth it