The Leaves Of The Boulevard Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio
The Leaves Of The Boulevard
Trees
with their long naked arms
that stretch across the boulevard
from side to side
until they almost touch themselves,
trees
suffering from sadness
dull as the sky
on a rainy night
get dragged down every day
by the weight of life,
until an outburst from the leaves
changes their expression.
Those same trees
are smiling now
and just as humans do
they forget the winter
at the merest hint of spring.
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