![]() BLACK LANDSCAPESA Poem by andrew mitchell
Dark figures, different shapes
The mark of man, black landscapes. Ever changing on city grounds Walking, running, stalking grounds; A cast of shadows: small, large and thin. Reflects man's pace as work life begins.
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8 Reviews Added on March 6, 2015 Last Updated on March 6, 2015 Author![]() andrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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