Luca Menin


Autumn Sunset - Poem by Luca Menin

Pour the eyes, crystal soul
Venus radiant, tears of wax
The skin listens exquisite, the roots.
Drying out on the green valley
Draw by the river monsoon
Carry by flutes in the air
Citing, misleading
Planting pressed cracks.
In the pots, boiling soft
Pink sunset at the back door
A young olive tree whisper
The autumn night, warm like calm rain


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 29, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 29, 2012


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