The London Hours, 2012
* what if pregnant clouds . fast paced crossing over . decide for stillness . and will deliver suddenly . their burden on me . such as i wish you will stop by . . Filed under: Poetry The post The...
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* no wind moaning no shutters flapping . doors standing still in the darkest night . heat rising piercing through as light enters the crack . at daylight no crickets or frogs telling stories . just the...
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* . sitting on warm steps on a summer night at a church entrance I did not visit . ahead is a gulf light with tiny lights trees of different kinds breathing from twilight . inside is a river restless...
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