Poetry 8 August 2018 The NS poem: Grief A new poem by Royston Tester. Justin Sullivan/Getty Images Sign UpGet the New Statesman\'s Morning Call email. Sign-up Yesterday, an orange in the road. below my window this morning, two sevillanos whistle their tune. days of rain ahead. the gas tank sounds fixed: hot water, coffee, washing- up. yesterday an orange in the road – beside a square of restive palms. today, cathedral or bust: kestrel choir, flaming ruffs. Royston Tester is the author of three collections of short fiction, most recently You Turn Your Back (Tightrope Books). › Why I believe Donald Trump’s war on the free press will end with journalists being killed This article appears in the 08 August 2018 issue of the New Statesman, The rise and fall of Islamic State