SOWING

And what are you thinking, black crow
Perched high on the pine tree
And what are you thinking, black crow
Are you surveying the land
Do you see high or low
A newly sown field?
And what are you thinking, black crow
On the pliant branch of the pine tree?

November 1963.

Translated by Lenora Timm

This poem in breton

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