Kingdom of Stones

Unpublished. Twee but true, at least about cows and clay and streams.

Paul Gaugin, The Red Cow

kingdom of stones

the young river chatters
through a mouth full of gravel
cuts scabby cliffs
through red cow meadow clay
falls away always falling
have you been there
she asks a little anxiously
have you been there to the sea?
aye i say & seen a little raft
carry millstones
miles on your agreeable back
o then there i shall not go 
says she but o she already has