The Dioscurian Rains
Not the Dioscurian rains, not yetBut a solid soaking, the leaves yet hold,And…
After the rain has endedBefore the sky has clearedWhile the world smells freshThe grass, the flowers, the treesShine as world’s…
Softly faded window curtains swayed slightlyI saw a little hummingbird flew…
I’m still standing in the middle of the huge forestThe yellow sun rays softly touch the…
Smooth lumps of steel — drum roll under every finger. Buckled dents, warped…
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