in a field of oats
       

the wind says 'mississippi' or 'persepolis' or 'erysipelas'
the yellowhammer 'little bit of bread and no cheese'
but who will hear us

now
our 'ich und du'

the world for all its wild percussive way
will come upon us wordlessly
among the rows

Wooler, Northumberland
August 2015

ich und du: (German) I and thou

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