Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Robert Frost wins at Scrabble

 I walked along a farmyard wall and saw
a face that I had seen a place before
- as gnarled and wise as any harbinger
but when I turned and walked another way

his face had changed into a howling wolf
that forced me, pinned me, savaged me with love;
conditioned to the wordless bard I am
- the final piece – which letter to put down?

1 comment:

  1. Jumble the letters one more time. Lovely. Thank you. Cathy x