Open Poetry #37 |
Four O’clock |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
A gray day The flag hangs limply On its pole All the structures Seem more square somehow As if the whole world Were old and had a cold Ancients imagined this the afterward To which all must finally come An eternal pall Absent sun or stars The going on Without a goal |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
well put! |
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Ixtab Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 105MEXICAlpan de las tunas |
Very good |
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