The Woman and the Hare (1999)

Reciter:
I have come to this place to be shot of myself,
   I have come to come
to nothing, or less than nothing if nothing
is absence and absence nothing more than a
   face or name
gone missing. Yes, even less. Worse off than without.
Moonshine makes this lush landscape a washout.

Soprano:
Moonrise...landscape awash
with dead white light
colour of cold cash

© 1999 by David Harsent