At the edge of the city
there are grasslands
where the sun lingers longest
at the end of the day.
I'd like to live there;
not in the blue-violet
shadows of the valley, but
at the edge of evening,
when golden strokes of
rich honey-light
lay like a blessing
over the sloping land.
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ReplyDeletei love love this. it makes me think about bruce road where everything ends in a field.
ReplyDeletei tried to pick out a favorite line but i like them all.. i promise i'll have more productive comments in the future haha
p.s. i figured out how to do the blog thing yay!
YES that is the area I was thinking of! Haha and I'm glad you liked it, thank you.
ReplyDeleteYay, so glad we can actually do this now! :D