Through the broken hedges <br />A style is realised <br />And a word alone <br />And a gap noticed <br />And leaves left by leaves <br />And a field beyond <br />And not without style <br />And choice of image <br />And with a wood style <br />A photo if captured <br />Invaded by the past <br />Can now never quicken<br /><br />michael oliver<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-style/
