Tim Edwards: ‘On fields of water’, ‘A Post-Wedding Haiku’, ‘Thank you Les’, ‘Visiting the Home’ and ‘Wind’On fields of waterIn memory of JakeHe remembers the lifting,The involuntary rising,The feathering overhang. Can still see their wet suits,Spaced along the edge,Of a teetering wall—A line of young men,Suspended in the gutter,Of a two-storey building. But too often,Fear would wrench him back,Back from the edge,Back to watch the manes of spray,Blow down the spines,Of departing waves. His mate,Lived by another mantra,And paddled like a machine,Into every gaping mouth,His strength and long auburn hair,Smashed one night,By a drunk driver,His twenty one years,Exploding like stars,Over the sea. Tim EdwardsA Post-Wedding Haikunder the back pewfading confetti tremblesin a spider’s webTim EdwardsThank you LesIn the stockyard, close to…