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In the failing light, she speaks of perfection, he follows her eyes as earth swallows sun and watches meadows now burn in orange and then turn, at last, to brown. Returning by the setting sun, the sky is in them, a goodbye to day but also to all that they have had in summer stay, and all that they had wanted. Fall into his deep recalling of their foolish infant love as he walks and, above, the air shudders. Flow in her affair of sighs and thoughts and prayer—overhead the heaven is slowly bled of color. And they tread, lightly, on memories held tightly, and then summer’s bristly debris. |
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8.15.03 Poem Type: Luc Bat Stanza Type: Unspecified Lines: Unlimited Accents: Varies Syllables: 6, 8 Rhyme: xxxxxa
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