Poem for Cynouai

1.
With urgency and passion you argue for the lot-
every one of thirty water colours
ranged in retrospective
which I thought to choose among.
Circumspect, I sought
negotiations. You squint your lazy eye
and wave your arm in arcs
around our geocentric circle and insist:
"We'll take them all!"

2.
I am easily persuaded.
How luminous their rendering of a world
we both believe in
and can sometimes share:-
where names are properties of things
they name, where stones
are animate and wilful, trees
cry out in storms, and compulsive
repetition of the efficacious formulae
...