Country Girl
I was reading a book of mine that is full of Irish and Scottish lore, poems and short stories. Here's one that I really like:
Country Girl
I make seven circles, my love
For your good breaking.
I make the gray circle of bread
And the circle of ale
And I drive the butter round in a golden ring
And I dance when you fiddle
And I turn my face with the turning sun till your
feet come in from the field.
My lamp throws a circle of light,
Then you lie for an hour in the hot unbroken
circle of my arms.
George Mackay Brown - Scottish Poet.
Country Girl
I make seven circles, my love
For your good breaking.
I make the gray circle of bread
And the circle of ale
And I drive the butter round in a golden ring
And I dance when you fiddle
And I turn my face with the turning sun till your
feet come in from the field.
My lamp throws a circle of light,
Then you lie for an hour in the hot unbroken
circle of my arms.
George Mackay Brown - Scottish Poet.