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The Herd

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Pieter Bruegel, 1565

Wind in the crags

makes mountain music hum

behind the brow: a winter symptom herders know.

Their bodies

pace the pensive road, a trail

of curdled mud, revealing vistas: five hungry heights,

the gusting valley-fields

a-smoulder, river-stillness hardening

to glass. The elements are catching breath

as the soft-eyed

cattle move among the men,

the peasant woods are stripped. On a lean

top-bough, a bird-

shaped shadow squats –

the painted crow that watches, as darkness fills the sky.

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