Wednesday, February 1, 2017
Winter Solstice 2002/2003 Comments
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There is nothing sensual about the short twilight moment
the teeth-locking of the waning light and mischievous life rhythms.
The sun is a grandiose sponge for the re-pumping of our blood,
squeezed into the aqualungs of our skin, we gaze at the December wind.
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Liāna Langa
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3/11/2026 8:48:55 PM # 1.0.0
Beautiful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned in good diction with insight. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Liana and welcome to Poemhunter.