“Aspens”: a poem by D H Maitreyabandhu
Thinking of the war – a city mist silver, sodden, blown, the glow of streetlights, all the buildings shown as though through lint, each…
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Thinking of the war – a city mist silver, sodden, blown, the glow of streetlights, all the buildings shown as though through lint, each…
By D H Maitreyabandhu