To the jackal the valley wakes

A silent hide, a swaying valley
Dripping trees pegged up like art
As shaded creatures dilly dally
A cuckoo winds me down to start

“Hush” the wind said, “look no more,
Into your dull eye let me pour
The colour of these desert lands”
And into sleep I drift like sand.

All still,
All slack,
Till a guncock “jackal!” brings me back

Fumbling with the scarpered cries,
I freeze in those disdaining eyes
That fleet a look in brazen haste,
To the jackal the valley wakes!

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