Almost purple ahead; -
and in front of this, the hedges
golden in sunlight
while the shower batters them.
out of this osmiroid sky
now must come, oh I see it,
emerging
*
in the way that faces emerge in terror
Labels: Poems
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Almost purple ahead; -
Labels: Poems
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