marie marshall

 

 

Love is a douce country
 

Love is a douce country, spreading down
from woods and shadows to the bright barley-fields, oat-fields.
There are storms, but these are rainbowed away,
gone and golden-skied before evening.

 

 

 

by Marie Marshall
enjoy more of Marie’s work on kvenna ráð
and do consider purchasing her book ‘Naked in the Sea’

 

 
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