Blue Moon at the Map Shop

This is the first of a series of poems about what happens when there is a blue moon. Can you see the man in the photo, tiptoing away with his hands above his head?

 

places

the map shop owner is a collector,

pencil whispering into his notebook

 Brobury Bredwardine Blakemere

he breathes the boredom of shopkeepers past,

 Kingstone TybertonTurnastone

in paper dusk the maps wait on crowded shelves,

Wormbridge Winforton Whitney

nothing happens here until the blue moon,

      Lower Welson Stretton Sugwas

            Pipe and Lyde