Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Evening: New York Comments

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Blue dust of evening over my city,
Over the ocean of roofs and the tall towers
Where the window-lights, myriads and myriads,
Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.
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Sara Teasdale
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Chinedu Dike 28 October 2019

A concise and insightful verse. Thanks for sharing.

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Gajanan Mishra 22 December 2015

wonderful.. life is a flower.

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

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