Estranged from heat
and purple trees
we eat thick amber
mountain honey,
battle against yellow leaves
with rusty rakes,
light fires eat olives
sharp with sap eat heavy
fragrant bread drink ouzo
sweetened by red berries
of the arbutus
from village stills.
The fiery essence we exhale
enfolds in smoke
and colder vapours; old lives
infiltrate our dreams,
discarded when we wake.
Autumn, Mount Olympus
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2003
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