LISBON IN THE FOG Poem by Fiama Hasse Pais Brandão
LISBON IN THE FOG
Rating: ★3.5
In the fog the city, drunk,
staggers and falls.
Formless, the buildings
lose their place and day.
Attached to nothing,
the walls are menhirs,
ancient and hazy stones
with no beginning, no end.
Monday, November 26, 2018
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