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Draft of new free-verse sonnet MIDSUMMER PAUSE Its there in the evening skys orange washed away by night that opens the slot through which the suns coin drops. Trees and birds are still. Wind does not chill our shoulders. The only sound is a crack of a dry branch, powdered clay on our trainers. This Midsummer is less of a celebration though we will remember this moment as a sign of moving on. The darkening holds us here, an uncertain pause as sky darkens to purple, then black.
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 12:33:49 +0000

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