Sunday, March 24, 2019

Poem: "Walking Home Along The Alster"

White swan dipping its head into black water
Doesn't bother, shouldn't bother.
Geese alert by the shore
Don't care anymore.
The sound of my footfalls one after the other.
The moon above, hover.
An earnest web of twilight passes its face.
I'm part of this race.

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