Sol 6.1

  1. And a dark one whose skin the blaze has scorched,

    Straining beneath dark bands formed from its bends.

  2. When it gathers various roast meats and is lowered into

    A deep hollow whose water is the flame of embers,

  3. It brings you what lies within, as though it were

    A lover whose entrails the pain of separation has seared.

Sol 6.1