Ovation

We ate a little dinner on Sunday evening

as family sitting around a dining table

(Van Morrison played a background beat)

and discussed how exciting the disco had been

so Andrew would clock it and tell to

Natasha, his teacher, next day of the dance

when he suddenly clapped out a huge ovation

for our cook, author of a sausage repast,

and we all joined in as never before:

never before so excited about being

together and noisily together thanking creation.