Kotatsu
1 may 16
DeRank ™: 7,02
Formantera lady - king crimson
To lounge pale and absorbed
by a blazing garden wall,
to listen amidst the brambles and thickets
to the snaps of blackbirds, the rustling of snakes.
In the cracks of the ground or on the vetch
to spy the lines of red ants
that now break apart and now intertwine
atop tiny mounds.
To observe amid the foliage the pulsing
distant of scales of the sea
while trembling squeaks rise
from the bald peaks of cicadas.
And walking in the blinding sun
to feel with sad wonder
how life and its toil
are all in this following a wall
that has sharp bottle shards at its top.
To lounge pale and absorbed
by a blazing garden wall,
to listen amidst the brambles and thickets
to the snaps of blackbirds, the rustling of snakes.
In the cracks of the ground or on the vetch
to spy the lines of red ants
that now break apart and now intertwine
atop tiny mounds.
To observe amid the foliage the pulsing
distant of scales of the sea
while trembling squeaks rise
from the bald peaks of cicadas.
And walking in the blinding sun
to feel with sad wonder
how life and its toil
are all in this following a wall
that has sharp bottle shards at its top.
DeBaser says
right now