Good Friday

Image- Lancashire Fair: Good Friday, Daisy Nook (1946) -LS Lowry

Haunted faces sinuous in pallid space
I’m screaming should I be granted verve
lost in a crowd in a lucidly festive place.
Through these souls lies the solemn turf
where I may find my site of kin.
From here where I stand it is inhabited still
but those distant strokes are gone within.
They run from the fields the branches fill
for it is not winter and the woods are dead.
They chase only the guise and noise ahead.