Isaac Levitan i was strolling the forest one evening as green shadows deepened into black following deer and blackbirds on my way one june evening i met ladybirds in waiting subterranean bugs upon a hill passing junipers all in green i was that deepening night and you were there in the marshes heron spread her wings hissed and called out shadows turned and before night i came to you one june evening i met ladybirds in waiting subterranean bugs upon a hill following deer and blackbirds on my way © Anders Enochsson 2020
prose and thoughts about memory/Anders Enochsson