I Will Die With My Muk Luks On Poem by Debora Soramaki
I Will Die With My Muk Luks On
While the crescent moon appears
And gives a sliver of light
Another day has drifted by
Sparkling ice illuminates the night
Beneath the darkened sky
Mysteriously walking side by side
Upon blankets of snow, on the roadway
Many the forest trees are to hide
The forbidden who want to stay.
Friday, December 26, 2008
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4/19/2024 3:25:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful, figurative 'landscape'... Nice...