This state is an autumn night in a season Poem by Gerrit Kouwenaar

This state is an autumn night in a season



This state is an autumn night in a season
as white and lissome as a house asleep



everything is as at peace as it'll never be
one's perpetually bedded in flesh on time steeped



in silence in nothing but language does state
rhyme only with moment and season not with sea

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