dawn a fine
rain across
the valley
in streetlights
fixed as if
on seams of
coal in a
miner's dream
everything
brought
to the surface
in rain
the valley
crackling with
birdsong
jasmine flowers
shining in the
ample wet
on scoria.
1 october 2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem