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#bruxelles
The rosy-green flight Of hills and ramps Blurred in twilight By a soft lamp Golden valleys darken Red in the breeze Small birds harken In headless trees The sadness fades In my mind’s medium These autumn shades   Shatter the sky’s tedium
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 8:48 AM UTC
Translation: Brussels - Simple Fresco I (Verlaine)
a woman smiles while walking alone dragging her suitcase she's happy soon she'll meet her daughter; a little girl a red flower in her hands a surprise for mom ; a man is working the back hurts but he resists .... soon he'll return home his wife is waiting for him for lunch ; two children crying dad scolded them ; one man talking on the phone he'll sign an important agreement; people thoughts smiles hopes life ... a roar a glow a bomb ! everything stops tears fear smoke the ceiling on the floor a flower on the ground red into gray a little girl on the ground her mom will not come; a wife at home her husband will not be back for lunch; ... a bomb a flash and it's all over hope dies buried by hatred ... a red petal and everything can start again
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 6:32 PM UTC
bomb