Skin on warm timber / and toes / lapping water softly,
under willow / while far far away / a summer shower
hastens over meadows — a loaf of bread / a jug of wine
… and you.
No, later you left / drunk from the wine / you gulped
before stumbling away / while left, I / cold in the drizzle
with thunder promising more — just breadcrumbs
… and me.
So I tried my hands on writing palinode (the second part of my poem), the first part is my variation on Omar Khayyám’s famous Rubaiyat. Grace hosts MTB at dVerse.
May 6, 2021