This poem is taken from Stand 228, 18(4) December 2020 - February 2021.

Julian Brasington Four Poems
Hen Nain, Fairhaven, Betws y Coed

White everywhere, as I was shown in, white
coverlet, white sheets, starch crisp
white pillows, ten at least it seemed, lace trimmed
your nightdress white, Victorian, high to the neck
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