In Hastings Gardens the wind
makes rhapsody
but not alone
no.
not without accomplices
the drizzles of the rain
the blaring thunder
over the waters
the distant lightning:
the firs, the elms, the oaks
shaking and
trembling
the owls silent
nightingales silent
yet cozy on the boughs
accomplices of the wind!
Together
Through the night
Together
La rapsodia in Hastings Gardens!
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