Far Within Us #4
Read 'Far Within Us #4' by 'Vasko Popa' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Green gloves rustle
On the avenue's branches
The evening carries us under its arm
By a path which leaves no trace
The rain falls on its knees
Before the fugitive windows
The yards come out of their gates
And stand looking after us
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