Steven Federle

Freshman - 605 Points (1951 / Cincinnati Ohio)

Through Thin Windows - Poem by Steven Federle

Through thin windows I see
young leaves rising to twilight storm,
blue mist shimmering
on quick-silver street,
as glowing grass drops
into blackening copse.

With Stygian hand
has night claimed
declining day.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

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