Sunday, 29 March 2020

Erik Knudsen: 'Søndag, snesøndag'

Sunday, Snow Sunday

Sunday, Snow Sunday
The sky is blue and feather-streaked
Fields shiny with sun
crunch like crushed sugar
The ski run: a silver glacier
makes my eyes smart

A crow’s standing there
It looks at me
I look back
without blinking.

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