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Nov 2020
It never reaches its
zenith

bleak
the sun in winter

the day only half
realized

unfinished business
with the sky a diluted blue

and shadows ever
present

whit howland © 2020
A word painting. An original inspired by Edward Hopper.
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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