La colpa della luna
When the falling snowflakes land
almost without breathing a rustle
and everything else is only silence under the moonlight,
a suitable grammar figures the intercession of the night
Poetry by Telesforos
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Written on 2011-02-27 at 15:17
Tags Moon  Silence  Intercession 
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