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~ By Courtesy of Others ~

La Grange             Poetic form: Villanelle

Within this green valley I shall belong
Where river rushes soft among the trees
Mother Nerthus, can you hear my lifted song?

Rolling hills shout joy like a clanging gong
And fragrant heather draws the buzzing bees
Within this green valley I shall belong.

A grove I'll plant here far from city throng
Verdant shade graced by a leafy frieze
Mother Nerthus, can you hear my lifted song?

Fruited vines and soft flowers I'll frolic among
A lush orchard and garden, the gods to please
That to this green valley I do belong.

For now through city streets I ping and pong
But soon all shall be as promised, I believe
Mother Nerthus, can you hear my lifted song?

Lord Frey, let your vision not be wrong
Father Njord, hasten my rustic release
Within this green valley I shall belong;
Mother Nerthus, do you hear my lifted song?

Boar's Heart 2003

Image: Konstantin Vasiljev 1973, Russian Painter (1942-1976)

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