Weapons Anna Wickham

Anna Wickham Weapons



Anna Wickham Weapons

Up the crag
In the searing wind,
Naked and bleeding
I fought blind.

Then at dawn
On the snowy height
I seized a spear
By the eastern light.

On I trudged
In the eye of the sun
Past the cromlech
I found a gun.

Then I strayed
In the cities of men,
In the house of my Love
I found a pen!