22 November 2008

come walk on mountain

words seem to scatter down the shadowed hill
like running goats in the fast-fading light
there's too much work to do and soon comes night
and care is needed with this long cane-bill
so much of life seems to defy plain will
beauty is just another boring sight
to be ignored while getting the job right
since practice makes each lad develop skill
this evening dapple under mango trees
comes with an odour of harvested spice
soon we will pass the wall and close the gate
be very grateful for the evening breeze
and happy to have salt-meat with our rice
not thinking how our meanings might translate

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