Revelation - by
I remember once being shown the black bull
when a child at the farm for eggs and milk
I remember once being shown the black bull
when a child at the farm for eggs and milk
First the welcoming. Smiles all round. A space
For handshakes.
That’s me in the painting.
/ My face smooth and brow clear,
/ for I do not worry over
/ what I cannot see.
You prefer the murk of details to the vision complete,
/ incident to…
I dy harned haand du held ta da licht
/ een o da eggs at du wid gie her
/ morroless lik dee;…
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