the path down - Paul Griffiths

Looking across the clint-and-gryke platform that armchairs me, I make a drawing that reaches up from the nearest patches of black lichen into the sky’s deepest blue. It’s sheltered here, the plateau d’Agnis opposite and the view opening on the other side across the Issole plain.

 

as reluctant to leave as the last snow

soft sun on the limestone

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