a hot hazy cadburys flake advert afternoon
of slender indolent preraphaelite girls
in diaphanous dresses,
reclining in rowing boats
or adrift in waving fields of wheat.
an ululating summer like birdsong through trees
that peculiar august languor of daisy chains,
bumblebees and careless ease,
lp hartley novels, garden parties
and the seventies.
canal boat days still and mesmeric.
dragonflies dart and hover
with their strange air of expectancy,
bait and switch, invite and tease.
Note: I never realised as a young girl how sexist these adverts were …