Monday, July 25, 2016

Overread at the Counter: A Fragment of a Ballad

MR, the Z&T Acoustic CafĂ©'s Poet-in-Residence, has been listening to a lot of old English and Scottish Ballads lately (he has found his copy of Francis Child's Ballads - Volume 5, I believe) and he left this scribbling on the back of a napkin on the counter.  The barista found it after he had left to go to his afternoon job, and instead of tossing it in the waste bin she gave it to me to keep for posterity.  One day it might actually be worth its weight in gold!  (all .000003 ounces!)

The gloom lies over the glen this night
The moon hides behind a veil of grey
The fog rests deep and quiet guides the way

Through the gloom of the glen this night.

MR 2016-0725

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