Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Stranded On Shore’s Edge Comments
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The south-east wind sends scraps
of the world to my door;
distorted lamppost shapes,
ghostly hunched forms, explore
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8/21/2025 8:13:03 AM # 1.0.0
The south-east wind sings only the driest of songs and the small rain cannot rain down; absent calls of birds cut deep into empty air: nothing is where Beautiful lines superb poem with nice images, thanks for sharing.
Sincerely grateful that the poem gave you pleasure, Shakil! Have a lovely evening. Charl