yes, to be sure, the other
side of the fence has
attractions, the magazine layout
cropping out the compost, the
chipping of the brickwork, some
less than sightly branches,
leaning, sickly, to the ground,
the chorus of sparrows waking one
from rest
....until all appears as a
new eden, the apples hanging,
rosy, on the tree, the sheen
of the page, pretty impossibilities,
still, so pretty to survey