summer fęte
just like open sunlit skies above
which kept our days ever bright
whose bare-all gaze shoved us
to sanctuary from blistering glare
we always kept our shadows in sight
tents and those world tree ash boughs
carried us to roman candles of night
matsuri: our own non-roman holiday --
summer may be gone but these remain
Poetry by arquious
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2023-07-21 at 14:38
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by arquious Latest textsStaying Homenew day meanwhile… 10-01-2025 a grasp away |
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