From Wildgoose: The Geese Poems Poem by Sally Evans

From Wildgoose: The Geese Poems



A small Brent goose flew on alone
across your skies and past your doorway,
her fate unclear, her route unknown,
the small Brent goose flew on alone,
battered, exhausted and windblown.
Can this be Ireland? Is this Norway?
The small Brent goose flew on alone.
Here is the Solway and your soulway.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The Gees in my novel WIldgoose A Tale ofTwo Poets sing half a dozen poems -- this is one
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