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11月6日 Poetry writing course: exercise sixA Gloomy Evening
Leaves soughing in the wind
Yellow, withered, variegated
Dancing, the tiny holes
Moth-eaten traces
You squeeze through the crowd
You begin to talk to me
Your voice sounds
Something seizes my core
Tears, swell in my heart
I lower my head
Drooping my eyes
Your voice keeps
My tears swells
Yet I cannot say a word
Yet I cannot say a word
Dusk condensing out
Wind pooping the panes
Yes I know, quite well
I know, all of these, clearly
Wind wraps leaves, knocking on the door
Wind wraps leaves, rustling across the chill
Yes I know, quite well
I know, all of these, clearly
Yes I know, all of these
Even lowering my head
I know, all of these
Even drooping my eyes
Even hairs, curtain before me
I know
All of these, clearly
Tears swell in my heart
Pins prick on my core
I look into you
Looking into you
Yet I cannot say a word
I cannot say a word
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