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Thursday, 9 October 2025

Victorian evening

The conversation is unclear

Can you moisten the air

Droplets for the words to jump

From one to the other unsteady


Still the rains have waived

Leaving grey skies and cold breezes

Discoloured leaves by warm fires

With chestnuts and fingerless gloves


My hesitation is near

Can you harness the light

Sprinkle sunlight’s beams

For the words to overbalance