Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Pillow Book

 

 The wind is dying out.

Steps of passers-by are seldom

heard in the silence of the night.

The darkness thickens,

and birds stop singing.

The owl hour is knocking on my heart!


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Art by Vladimir Kush.

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