Gerald England: Collected Poetical Works
Monday, 26 November 2012
(x3)
something scurries
deep in the olive grove
but we do not see
© GERALD ENGLAND
Composed: Maleme, 28th September, 2006
Unpublished
1 comment:
Gwil W
26 November 2012 at 09:34
A scurrying
by our old apricot tree
was a mouse (not afraid anymore)
busily moving-in
for the winter
Reply
Delete
Replies
Reply
Add comment
Load more...
‹
›
Home
View web version
ReplyDeleteA scurrying
by our old apricot tree
was a mouse (not afraid anymore)
busily moving-in
for the winter