Two gardens

... sorry, out of focus and wrong way round ... says it all really ...
Long and difficult week.
Reminded of Douglas Dunn's 'Disenchantments' ...

'Mineral loneliness. The hour of stone.
A boat cut loose. Not much to steer it with.
Grey branches hanging over Acheron.
Look to the living, love them, and hold on.'

... and, 'Love Poem' ...

'I live in you, you live in me;
We are two gardens haunted by each other.
Sometimes I cannot find you there,
There is only the swing creaking, that you have just left,
Or your favourite book beside the sundial.'