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Autumnal
Autumnal
The leaves on the big trees on the avenue begin to fall
a giant vacuum cleaner that looks like a truck swipes up
the leaves in the gutter
The chocolate brown leaves on the still green lawn are left in peace, possibly because the two colors harmonize mourning the summer gone.
There are bald patches on the lawn no longer possible to hide not even the longest straw can camouflage the dark soil which is the beginning of plants and humans.
The sun feels mellow today this has to do with its elderliness that renders the bravest of the brave humble
one day it will disappear and a new sun arise.
From my collection “The Last Diary” 2015
The leaves on the big trees on the avenue begin to fall
a giant vacuum cleaner that looks like a truck swipes up
the leaves in the gutter
The chocolate brown leaves on the still green lawn are left in peace, possibly because the two colors harmonize mourning the summer gone.
There are bald patches on the lawn no longer possible to hide not even the longest straw can camouflage the dark soil which is the beginning of plants and humans.
The sun feels mellow today this has to do with its elderliness that renders the bravest of the brave humble
one day it will disappear and a new sun arise.
From my collection “The Last Diary” 2015
Published 14th Sep 2023
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