Placenames

by Oliver Hunter

I want to learn the names of this place

I want to hear the name–song

Present in every step

I want to see the land through this stone

I want to see with true–sight

Underneath my eyelids

Can you speak me the curves of that hill?

The colours of that breeze?

Everything between the spectrum?

Can you paint me the songs in that flame?

The hidden water lines?

Everything heard and felt?

The land can teach these placenames

Sing the songs

Paint the pictures

Write the poems

The land can speak

And I can listen