Polish Flowers Poem by Julian Tuwim
Polish Flowers
Rating: ★2.6
A box with paints from childhood's time:
The colors of town are earth and grime.
An old worker at a dark doorway squats,
The spuds in his bowl are powdery dry.
It's a face of yellowish and gray spots
In the midst of hunger, cold, dirt and slime.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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12/1/2024 6:17:32 PM # 1.0.0
Nice poem but i find it hard to understand what its about