Auldfarr

to sit the while conform

in fallen snow the more

of every aught in form

and numberless at once

 

the rook announce the moon

the icy briar wound

the wizened twilight too

the road is lost perhaps

 

a wider landscape of

a separation from

complexity and norm

unlimited by north

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