The old village
Nina Ferrell

I went there again
The sky was as blue,chaffinch egg blue
The streets the same, leading to familiar places
The stray dogs the same, I swear -
The house standing still, (it should have moved)
The road up the hill went to the same places, high above between the
groves that should surely look different
I know it is another world, I know it is surely another time, some
parallel universe without you...

For Lee who left