Darkening Poem by Lucia Stefanovici
Darkening
The night prolongly
cried
as a wounded bird in the moment in which it was kissing
the unseeing.
Its whistle trickled on a sidewalk
overflows into houses,
rambling upon benumbed flowers,
flooding rooms with faded air,
bursting into a torrent through
corridors of thoughts and dreams,
crushing
under heels barefooted immense
the written pages,
ignoring a letter line
- inner elixir -
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5/13/2024 10:32:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a lovely write, Lucia.....