Marek Stalinsky


At Dusk - Poem by Marek Stalinsky

A girl in a pink tracksuit
rakes leaves. The top of her head

with its even fringe reaches exactly
the middle of a rake handle. I wonder

how she will cope with all that autumn.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 27, 2011


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