Underfoot : Above Minerve
Poem by Giles Denmark (Mitchell)

vineyard above minerve, herault, languedoc
bold bud of spring

narcissus, minerve, herault

Under foot. Ramblings above Minerve

Gray days
Where the clouds take their leisure
And the sun might have a chance

And you are stuck, in your car, on the road
Like a fly on glass, skating over the imaginary

The vineyard with its white linens
Pruned back, soldiers in an army

So you get out, take a breath
And another

Underfoot they are dancing
The flowers taking the first reel

And you are the maypole

© Poetry by Giles Denmark (Mitchell)

March 17, 2008