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autumn poem

semplicemente parlando
nelle mattine nube-grige
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
è ci qualcuno là
con gioia e wonder
i drowses pallidi di giorno sull'occidentale bagnano
sedendosi nel suo attuatore che aspetta il vostro tè
per questi bracci bianchi circa il mio collo
le canzoni antiche
lungo una riva del fiume

 



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