Gustaf Munch-Petersen: Low Horizon

Rain-grey storm-wind
presses winter-harvest’s blue-green sprouts
towards black knolls –
The fields wave heavily,
gloomy-green hairs follow
in nodding dances the icy strokes
of the storm over cowering soil –
The sky throws itself black, outwards
towards the sea –
Green sprouts nod to the beat
flickering under the veil of the storm –

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