Resting On A Very High Cliff Ledge (Septilla / Spanish Septet) Poem by Gert Strydom
Resting On A Very High Cliff Ledge (Septilla / Spanish Septet)
(after Ted Hughes)
Resting on a very high cliff ledge
my instincts are very sharp, at an edge,
while below me the world lies open-end,
as prey is caught by my telescopic glance
even if they hob, skip and away dance;
suddenly both my wings does straining bend,
of killing I have the greatest knowledge.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
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