This poem is taken from Poetry Nation 5 Number 5, 1975.

Fawsley

Simon Curtis

Though done for Easter with a vase
Of double-headed daffodils,
The nave is musty with disuse;
Dust coats box-pew, limestone sills.

On scutcheon, script and tarnished brass
On Francis, and Devereux, Knight,
On Jane Grey, wife, and daughter Anne,
Slants the snow-bruised April light.
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