November 5, 2017

come the wind

 

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poem by Ruth Salles (V)

The wind comes, and the green valley vibrates.
Fly the sail in the coming wind.

Green wasp sticks the wind,
beat the wind and go!

Old living voices come!
Sweep valley and village!
Glasses vibrate!

Wind bends green sticks.
– Turn around and see!

 

 

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