I was watchingtwo hoverfliesearly this morning,they’d hang in the airalmost motionless,then they’d engageone another in a frenzyfor a few moments,then separateand hang again.   They were like my thoughts,I would manage to still my mindfor a few moments then I’d be off,worrying about whyI hadn’t written any poetryor whether the courgette leaveswere going to starveContinue reading “Hoverflies”