Oxymoron Poem by Niko Tiliopoulos

Oxymoron

Rating: 4.8


It is September,
but under the whispering light
of the Southern Cross
the Spring is weaving its birth.

Monday, September 10, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: birth,september,spring
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