Under the endless sky, where the wind whispers ancestral secrets
...Under the endless sky, where the wind whispers ancestral secrets,
Engines spin, iron butterflies in their primal dance,
The muted thunder of wheels, an echo of the earth's hearts beating in uni...
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Categories:
bas reliefs, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Seven Hundred Septembers
...(Idle musings on the facade of Seville Cathedral)
How patiently they suffer, these old saints!
Their sandstone features, crumbled, vague,
some noses gone (some medieval ague,
or Time's cruel...
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Categories:
bas reliefs, romantic,
Form: Quatrain