Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Elegy Comments
Rating: ★3.2
After the tears, heartfelt tears and crocodile tears,
I sit here with mouldy bread crumbs, dill leaves and salt.
The plastic clock above the fridge strikes the hour
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7/31/2025 3:46:33 PM # 1.0.0
'We’ve buried you the way you asked: with no stone or wooden cross above your decaying forehead, only the simple sky, the clouds, and the old sun. And at night the moon and the stars will comfort you' A very touchy poem, wonderful composition.10 for it.