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Wash

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All day the blanket snapped and swelled
on the line, roused by a hot spring wind....
From there it witnessed the first sparrow,
early flies lifting their sticky feet,
and a green haze on the south-sloping hills.
Clouds rose over the mountain....At dusk
I took the blanket in, and we slept,
restless, under its fragrant weight.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 06 August 2016
A beautifully rhymes poem and a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing it here.
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Fabrizio Frosini 15 December 2015
Wash All day the blanket snapped and swelled on the line, roused by a hot spring wind.... From there it witnessed the first sparrow, early flies lifting their sticky feet, and a green haze on the south-sloping hills. Clouds rose over the mountain....At dusk I took the blanket in, and we slept, restless, under its fragrant weight. - ITALIAN: Bucato Per tutto il giorno la coperta ha schioccato e svolazzato sul filo, risvegliata dal caldo vento di primavera.. Da lì ha osservato il primo passero, le mosche mattiniere che sollevano i piedi appiccicosi, e una nebbiolina verde sulle colline degradanti verso sud. Nuvole si sono levate sopra la montagna.. All'imbrunire Ho riportato dentro la coperta, e abbiamo dormito, irrequieti, sotto il suo fragrante peso.
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