the harrow following the ox who follows
along the chilly creek, field’s curve:
1 more farmer with a short-jawed face greets
us here at Far-strand. This valley’s
patched-in fields unique. Each
valley’s fields. At Cold Cliff’s
foot, 2 black-blue
butterflies crazy-dance, mad monks
in a kitchen. Beyond the faded red,
a banner, a trace still faint turns sharply up: Cold
Mountain trail. The very cave.
in March, the friendly farmers say as we
depart. In March
these peach trees bloom.