Bearings

So heading north by west at sunset note
the grey and distant bumps of hills
on your left hand;

keep on the double adder snake of road
until you reach the golden flowers:
then take a left;

in time you’ll reach the hanging holly bush
at the big red house beside the lake:
go left again

and when you see the ripening corn begin
to thin by looming woods you’re there:
the kettle’s on.