Beneath flittering flight
of meadow brown,
grassland froths fertile,
felled in green and ochre
slanting stripes on sharpened scene
dappled, drenched in dusty light
cocooned in blur of darker headland,
pointing towards the setting sun.
Image from Wikipedia,
The Harvest by Camille Pissarro.
This poem is re-written and shrunk from an earlier Wordle poem, and refers not to the Pissarro painting, but to the view from our verandah, for the Poets’ Pub prompt to write an impressionistic poem.