on roofs rows of aerials
nowhere one can see birds
it is a place of the foggy dimness
of the day
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Real picture of the sad small town, sleepy, holding everyone which here live and live differently. Everyone, up to the standards, of one's possibilities. In some cases, it is living from the day, of the bottom day, without the chance of the betters. Short material poem, very well written. The economy of words and a esthetics, are raising the value of the poem, additionally. Very much I like it.(10v) Gretings. MariaBarbaraKorynt
You paint poems very well...fine use of imagery bring the piece to life...well penned 10