Sunday, 27 June 2010

Two Nice Americans

Looking at Kandinsky
They talk about Wales;
A Welsh man listens
Watching their words

Is it the Russian soul
They see? That lopsided
Drunken view of things;
A picture painted in a pub

Is that what they see?
They’re nice though,
And if you look a while
There is something…

Black and green
And wild heather,
Early evening
Under a white sky

The Black Mountains!
Car lights, an icon,
Searching to escape
From hills that rear up and fly.

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