THE LITTLE STREET Poem by Esther Kinsky
THE LITTLE STREET
Later
there would be rain
rain!
cried the parrot in the morning
from the window opposite
one of those days
the sky half cloudy
the cobbles' clean curves
a mute script
briefly the children think up a game
and rain! cries the parrot
in the afternoon now it's dry
the white at windows and gate
almost glows
also the womens' bonnets
two white
words for later.
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