(for Washington Irving)
caught out by the jagged wind's
October's reticence again
I heard the name of Ichabod Crane
and Sleepy Hollow's penned again
out on no mercenary mission.
all in flame the evening trees
more shivery than even these
by sunset's notice unreprieved
I followed down the desolate lanes
the apple fields of what remains
I heard the name of Ichabod Crane
an inner music tapped its cane
long lapsed the wheel of Catherine turned
and young was old and never the same
stared Rip Van Winkle and Ichabod Crane
troubled, in the grey mists of Rackham.
mary angela douglas 5 october 2022;21 february 2023
P.S. Racham refers to the otherworldly Englsh illustrator, Arthur Rackham.
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