today i is been at stamford hill library. it has been a bit quiet. this can make the day pass a bit slowly or it can give one the opportunity to peruse the rather extensive poetry collection here (it's on the back wall if you looking for it). anyhoo, here is a nice poem i found in staying alive.
delay by elizabeth jennings.
the radiance of that star that leans on me
was shining years ago. the light that now
glitters up there my eye may never see,
and so the time lag teases me with how
love that loves now may not reach me until
its first desire is spent. the star's impulse
must wait for eyes to claim it beautiful
and love arrived may find us somewhere else