Among The Narrow Gorges Of Willows Burdens Poem by Liza Sud

Among The Narrow Gorges Of Willows Burdens



Among the narrow gorges of willows burdens
where fresh drafts walk along my back
and the decollete, - I hear the word pagodas
of quietest souls who at the moon depart.

Friday, October 2, 2015
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