How long is the exact
moment
of time that we live in?
Is it the click of a dog’s claws
across a wooden floor?
The flash of her hand
pushing the hair from
her eyes?
Or the fading grey of
a deer’s body
disappearing into
the willows?
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03/17/06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i particularly love this: Or the fading grey of a deer’s body disappearing into the willows?