You're ready to go

Text from a blackout poem I put in India's leaver's book, made from our student news paper:

summer is here we know
the last
long
lazy after-
noons promise
lovely weather
and
you're ready to go.

what better way to fly
across the land
to
have done us proud.

So, carry on
into the Summer,
With a long break
and
plenty
to look forward to,
don't forget!

Empty

It's a wonder what a few books will do when neatly lined up on the mantle piece.

There shall be no sleep here tonight. This room is changed. Though everything is still present, it sits it different places and the light falls in different ways - the shadows take different shapes. It is new. There can be no comfort in new things.

Though drowsiness pulls attentively at the eyelids, there will be no sleep.