Cinquain 88 Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

Cinquain 88



winter
and breathlessly
I hear the clock’s shadow
in the hall suddenly going
silent

Saturday, November 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition
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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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