Mesto, stanco e spirante,
that sequence by Scarlatti.

Shakespeare's eighteenth sonnet.

The dark deep eyes of the lovely woman
from Brooklyn, whom I knew at college.

Sunrise reddening the winter sky.

Monastic liturgy.

Dylan Thomas's ocean-churning storms,
Theodore Roethke's gentle rain of light.

City sparrow rooting for crumbs
amid blackening patches of snow.

Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-02-22 at 05:38

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