Mountain and city ... Edinburgh now ... but that’s another’s story ...
Sonnet form!
And now ... to mine, to-day.
To-day! To-day is written in curling smoke
Before the Mountain, dumb above the city ...
Our Mountain ... trying to make us understand,
By secret code, sign language ... what you will.
Rustling of leaves—
Pale green, dark amber, scarlet, crimsoning brown—
Deep coloured sighs and long deep breaths of earth—