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warm afternoon light swaying trees perch over the sighing blue sea

dark clouds threatening stormy weather, but above: the sun shines always

It’s raining out at sea. Dark clouds grumble, heads together, Voiding diagonal grey streaks Over the shining gun metal ocean. H..

This chill wind Is blowing the sun out! And when it’s gone- The deep lustrous night.

The frog’s call, Grasshopper’s whir, And the ‘Chi chi chi!’ Of the gecko Weave a tapestry Of sound ..

All along the riverbank, The thin sun falls And lands without impact. It’s so cold! And the way is so far. Will Summer ..

She’s gone now But she left some drawings- So beautiful I can’t look at them.

Do clouds look down idly at the earth and wonder at the succession of forms endlessly drifting past?

There are no words For this feeling; Broken chair. Empty cardboard box. Lost in a strange city.