Sorrow remembers us when day is done.
It sits in its old chair gently rocking
and singing tenderly in the evening…
—Iain Crichton Smith, “When Day is Done”
published in DEER ON THE HIGH HILLS, ed. @greeningpoet.bsky.social (@carcanet.bsky.social 2021)
https://www.carcanet.co.uk/cgi-bin/indexer?product=9781800170940
It sits in its old chair gently rocking
and singing tenderly in the evening…
—Iain Crichton Smith, “When Day is Done”
published in DEER ON THE HIGH HILLS, ed. @greeningpoet.bsky.social (@carcanet.bsky.social 2021)
https://www.carcanet.co.uk/cgi-bin/indexer?product=9781800170940
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