#1236 - residence in Bukovina

 

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residence in Bukovina

 

day comes up here

out of the mountain

out of the woods

 

day is where we are

 

blueberries not quite yet

but will come

as sure as the weather

 

and the red ones, sour, already arrived

 

all the waking steady trudge

with the uphill birds

and train far down

its river alongside

 

the raspberry hut

and the sheep still gone

 

the flowers – each with its unknown name

a different colour of the season come  

 

through birch – upspring

and the snow melt grass

 

sheet of grey later

when the sky comes down

 

dust scrabble of streets below us where

 

one looks to the broken town