Poems by Steven Federle
Monday, October 6, 2014
Nocturne: October
level land
fields
blown brown
and hard
fade with day
to
hazy
night.
the wind does not move!
there’s
a smudge
on the
moon
and
even
the geese
are
silent.
(10/8/2013)
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Sherry Blue Sky
October 8, 2013 at 10:32 PM
Love the smudge on the moon - eery when even the geese are silent!
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Love the smudge on the moon - eery when even the geese are silent!
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