restless, and not quite,
I walked out across the ice
in search of the last
of the evening’s light
found it draped upon the trees
all long and golden –
so sweet and splendid
the shadows followed it,
chasing it down the hill
until I, still standing,
lost sight of them slipping
into the clear, cold Sound
© Sarah Whiteley
My newest chapbook Wandering Wonderful is now available for pre-order from Finishing Line Press.
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