From the Train to Ingolstadt

Screen_shot_2017-12-05_at_08.50.24by Patrick Howse31 Aug 2017

Harvest-ripe slopes
Fold gently to a stream
And a village
Onion-domed church.

A flame-haired woman
Sits at the edge
Of a ploughed field
Beneath a blameless sky;

With her back to the world
She hugs her knees,
A basket laid beside her
On the rich earth.