Shall we open the wine?

We sat at the dinner table

N was reading her study book
while I stuffed my face
with burger and looked on

The page lay open
and caught my eye
beautiful line drawings

I thought "Wainright -
Northern Fells, Coledale"
and smiled

at neat vulvae
and penises
carefully drawn
with cross-hatched shading
for chancres

or maybe it's scree
a cairn
or a sheepfold

I bit hungrily into my burger
as she turned the page

Aaah, I recognise that

Coledale Hause
above the mine (disused)
we haven't been there
for quite a time

No.
It's a vulva again
discharge
of some kind

Some artist,
this Wainright

I pick up my burger
and take a bite

Shall we open the wine?