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Through the moiré windowpane - By my leaden writing desk - I saw a host of dark clouds Hastening to their somber task Like a herd of frightened sheep Shrouded ‘neath the callous mask Of the night - on the way home. Through the moiré window pane A question stood in my way again: What is a cloud that leaves shut The flask* of an announced rain? © LazharBouazzi, 30/12/2016
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
The Clouds
Through the moiré windowpane - By my leaden writing desk - I saw a host of dark clouds Hastening to their somber task Like a herd of frightened sheep Shrouded ‘neath the callous mask Of the night - on the way home. Through the moiré window pane A question stood in my way again: What is a cloud that leaves shut The flask* of an announced rain? © LazharBouazzi, 30/12/2016
*The image of the flask is a reworking of the famous cliché in Arabic: "ينزل المطر كأفواه القِرب" "The rain falls like open flasks" (my translation), the equivalent of the cliché in English: "It's raining cats and dogs."
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Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
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