Make Verdant Again The Hills Poem by Donal Mahoney
Make Verdant Again The Hills
She walks the rack of bright frocks
as her husband, an Angus aging,
paws at the carpet behind her.
She wants the right dress
to make verdant again the hills
that summers ago
brought her young bull
into her valleys.
Now he needs prodding
even to graze.
Now she no longer
has to rope off
what he used to rip up.
Now he causes no pain.
Thursday, February 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: marriage
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Now he causes no pain.