r2vyln3rdioj14u-rld0ska where mountains meet the sea: Yesterday in Laggan

Yesterday in Laggan

It was such a day
of sunshine wall to wall,
of heat haze and the year’s first frogs,
of blue hills stretching yonder.

It was such a day
of spring sun melting snow,
of fool’s gold blazing off warm rocks,
of joy to be alive.

It was such a day
of hinted rainbows and dissolving light,
of fragile silences
flooding towards infinity

that I wished to be nowhere else,
doing nothing else,
in company of no one else,
and I wanted it to be forever.

Gordon Jarvie, from A Man Passing Through: Memoir with Poems Selected and New

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