Buttertubs Pass

the hilltops
            are a darker blue
against a dark blue sky

            and here I am
braking to avoid
                        rabbits!
            running out in-
                        to the headlight beam
to disappear into
            the dark void on my left

quite soon we reach the watershed
where we park up
            it’s like that point
you reach on breathing in
            the pause
                        before you breathe out
the top of a hill
            a moment of stasis
                        where everything makes sense

we step
            out of the car
breathe in
                                   
                                    breathe out

 

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Dominic Rivron

 

 

 

 

 

 

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