Ruth Fainlight mesmerises herself, and the reader, as she contemplates the play of leaf shadows on paving. The reflection comes from the rich and weighty volume of her New and Collected Poems (Bloodaxe Books, £20 paperback).

FLOWING STREAM

Shadows of leaves

on the pavement I’m laying

with stones from the garrigue

are drifting across it

like clear water in a shallow stream.

~

Shadows of chestnut

acacia and elder leaves

ripple like water in sunlight

over smooth pale stones

which might be a stream bed.

~

The movement of shadows

silhouettes of leaves

speckle the cobbles, the wave-worn

limestone slabs of unclassifiable

lichen-spotted shapes.

~

and alter the pattern

by glittering refraction

as the water eddies

around fallen twigs and pebbles

on the sandy stream bed, on the paving

~

Until I don’t know

whether shadows or reflections

wind or stones or leaves

are the transparent water

in a flowing stream.