Leaving in an orchid box gritty with desert sand poems from the high snow fields and from the borderlands.
Descanso for Sadie in memory of Sadie McGill
In sodium light the ash tree is a basilica for the restless. Among its branches at Drumsaragh’s road end we will fix your shrine in a locker of ivy. Laying in its glossy heart a wooden comb silver earrings a green pilgrim stone the old leather purse you brought from France decked with sprigs of lowland cloth. So the mistilan bird can bring to you 12