Patricio 1990 Poem by Vanya Orr

Patricio 1990



Beyond the high valley
The sun went down

And whether it was joy or pain,
Whether portent or laughter,

The scarlet sky sang through
The golden woods

And like a winding sheet it wrapped me.

And tasted of cool sweetness

And spoke of the far Love
Near-

In the stones
And the settling sheep
And my feet, gentle
On the hillside.

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