Small Things

One day during lockdown, day thirty or

Something, I came across a small ball of

Blu-Tak and the joy I felt was out of

Proportion to the thing itself and in

That moment, the knowledge that now I could

Arrange postcards upon my bathroom wall

Was a little ecstasy; a numinous

Second when and where earth touched heaven in

Gratitude. And now the cards look good and

When I sit in there I can remember

What it felt like to find a small ball of Blu-Tac.