Saturday, 1 September 2012

Wood White

Mais je dois rester ici
Jusqu'au quinze Août
After then I can head eastwards
My Hungarian is very rusty;
I shall rely on the whistled dialect
Of the Transylvanian goatherds
To make myself understood
Meanwhile I continue to explore
The interminable vastness
Of the hornbeam forest;
Did you know that slugs
Always sleep facing west ?
This is a boon for the mapless
Please pass the catsup

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