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Nov 5 · 1 min read

Tapestry

It was a fine, fine drizzle

as if the heavens
wanted to apply
a nice, even coating
on everything

first came the dust —
a dry shower
of unrequited particles

then came
the cold comfort
of delicate needles
making a soft landing,

trying to weave
a rich tapestry
the colour of earth.

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Poetry | Book Reviews

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