Hocus Pocus of Green Angels

Another foray into the St Ives Estate, West Yorks.
Maybe the 950th time.
I need to do it and I like to do it.

My vaulting mind wrestling to impose order on i and the iPhone

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Verse 3 from: 'On The Difficulty of Conjuring up a Dryad' - By Sylvia Plath

But no hocus-pocus of green angels
Damasks with dazzle the threadbare eye;
'My trouble, doctor, is: I see a tree,
And that damn scrupulous tree won't
Practice wiles
To beguile sight:
E.g., by cant of light
Concoct a Daphne
My tree stays tree.