Cricket on the Kew Green, St. Anne's in the background

“Trams and dusty trees.
Highbury bore me. Richmond and Kew
Undid me. By Richmond I raised my knees
Supine on the floor of a narrow canoe.“

We are born
Do and are undone
We die

But beginning in Highbury
Ending in Richmond or Kew
Tells of very profitable doing

Valerie's obituary appeared
Today in the Telegraph
She has returned to Tom

And is becoming acquainted with Vivienne