THE SUN Poem by Aldo Nove

THE SUN

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For there were roads to walk upon
and a sky to watch, that loomed

that poured, and the sun melted
on the ground, burst from the wild
plants, shrubs by the road

through the exhaust of lorries,
the sun forced its way. Inside a concave

of smaller voices, a myriad of colours,
more nebulous were
those voices.

I slid down into its grasp.
Those were the years.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 10 November 2018

There is nothing like a hot summers day with the sun shining down on you. A great poem.

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