i was hollow of tree
all chicken wire & song
come that october country
of hoarfrost & dream
rime burnt leaves stained
gold to vermilion & bole
crumble wake perfumed
i waited there alone for
that coming of you
rook & madder
flint & score
crow & calling
bone & fall
i was hollow of tree
all chicken wire & song
waiting mists alone for
that coming of you
2 responses to “hollow of tree”
Oh, the longing here is so palpable. Also love the repeated lines.
Thank you, Bridgette. 💙