Thursday, February 13, 2020
Winter Sun Comments
Rating: ★5.0
The dogs are sunning in the street,
The severe cold and then this pleasant heat.
One gets up and tail-wagging comes towards me.
I have nothing to give it.
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8/5/2025 10:21:04 PM # 1.0.0
I touch its nose and pat his head. 'I have nothing, ' I tell. I don't own the sun, this milling-people street Hard and warm and charcoal-grey, on which you stretch your limbs, As if you own it. you are symbolic in your writings. thank u dear poetess. to ny
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