Doves On Cold Gray Metal Poem by Raj Arumugam

Doves On Cold Gray Metal



it’s wet autumn days
and the rains sing us asleep
and nurture many gloomy minds in the day;
and on the lamppost arms along the highway
as I drive home
four and twenty doves sit on cold gray metal
perhaps conferring on the state of the world

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