POEM: Village of Darkness Posted on February 17, 2020 by B Gourley That old valley was too narrow — too dark for larks and for sparrows who overflew the shadowy village, neither stopping to peck nor to pillage, but just wondering who worshipped shadow more than sunshine. Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.PrintWhatsAppMoreShare on TumblrTweetEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related