The merciful lee
Three weeks now since I walked this way
though it’s permitted, new world order
from the front door, in the merciful lee
the house a bulwark, windbreak
while the Marin howls and buffets
damp from the east, persistent
even the tallest, pine, acacia,
bent to its caprice, ill-will.
But here in the calm the sun is warming
bright on the flags, Iris, goddess of the rainbow,
her tall white stems tumbled in disarray
with tulips too, yellow streaked red
Catalonia’s colours
and an edge of heather, seriously pink presence
after all these years, the once small twig
confidently grown.
And so the sun, the wind not battering
light and bright, warm as summer
focus on flowers in splashes.
Inhale exhale smile in the moment
the merciful, lovely, lee.
April 7th 2020 Hounoux
Three weeks now since I walked this way
though it’s permitted, new world order
from the front door, in the merciful lee
the house a bulwark, windbreak
while the Marin howls and buffets
damp from the east, persistent
even the tallest, pine, acacia,
bent to its caprice, ill-will.
But here in the calm the sun is warming
bright on the flags, Iris, goddess of the rainbow,
her tall white stems tumbled in disarray
with tulips too, yellow streaked red
Catalonia’s colours
and an edge of heather, seriously pink presence
after all these years, the once small twig
confidently grown.
And so the sun, the wind not battering
light and bright, warm as summer
focus on flowers in splashes.
Inhale exhale smile in the moment
the merciful, lovely, lee.
April 7th 2020 Hounoux
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