POEM: Window

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I looked through a hole in the world

to the lands that lay near beyond.

I saw the salmon glow of clouds,

and what the soot and dust had spawned —

a mighty sunset at mid-day,

a world betrayed by tides and time,

no light to feed the greens or blues,

but a bold palette from sky grime.

1 thought on “POEM: Window”

  1. Thanks for the like of Misplaced Mapcase Not this Zealand. I like the poem mixing the beauty and the severity. Personally, reminded me of warning contained in “Good Morning Starshine” from the musical Hair.

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