Ghosts of natural things

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On Walnut Close, no walnuts.

No cherries on Cherry Way.

Bramley Crescent replanted


with an orchard of streetlights;

single, glassy, white-fleshed fruits

it takes a moon to ripen.


Soon there’ll be a Meadowcroft,

Barley Gardens, Wheatfield Road.

Soon, there will be nothing left


save ghosts of natural things.

Our world, made less permanent,

as we make it more concrete.