The sun
has torn
The bridle
Out of the vine’s
Mouth
Loosening chatters
Of green
In a scandalous
Blue sky
-from which they drink
And the raisins
Chime.
______________
Photo: Christel NELSON-THOBOIS
The sun
has torn
The bridle
Out of the vine’s
Mouth
Loosening chatters
Of green
In a scandalous
Blue sky
-from which they drink
And the raisins
Chime.
______________
Photo: Christel NELSON-THOBOIS