We are happy walking on the dead,
sea breezes milling with the herbs ground down
on the hard pestle of the earth
to make a medicine that eases the heart.
The long alleys where citizens dallied are empty now,
clean and silenced with straw
We are happy walking on the dead,
sea breezes milling with the herbs ground down
on the hard pestle of the earth
to make a medicine that eases the heart.
The long alleys where citizens dallied are empty now,
clean and silenced with straw
Rachel Cusk photo courtesy the author.
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