Where pylons stalk
lend their shadows
to grasses that
sift the evening wind
Further over, turfed ditches
engrave a summit
and rabbits bob and lope
then settle to a little silflay
Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Where pylons stalk
lend their shadows
to grasses that
sift the evening wind
Further over, turfed ditches
engrave a summit
and rabbits bob and lope
then settle to a little silflay
Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Love that you used a word from Watership Down 😊
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It’s a word we always use when seeing a rabbit feeding. I looked it up before I put it in the poem and decided if Stephen King can use it…..
https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/silflay
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Also, the poem was written on Watership Down– we live close by. :)
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Lovely imagery 🙂
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Thanks Betty
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