GREY DAY
the light
or lack of it
strives to deny
day's movement
the change
from slate
to milky grey
holds sway
the sky
is unremitting cloud
shrouding the day
in timelessness
there are no contrasts
simply a hint
that the earth
may yet prove flat
Malcolm Evison
5 July 2008
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