Dusk Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
Dusk
you are looking and you can see other man
it not the one what at one time waited
for your smile
and longed for the moment
in order to remain silent together
other eyes
the top is decorating the forehead
temples greyed with silver
here and there flashing
colder hands
the heart is beating more slowly
at least a blood is pulsing
you feel moving away
not yet time
after all you live
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8/28/2026 6:55:46 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Dusk is tantamount to slow walking into the past. The author is doing it calmly, consciously and excelent. Very good poem.