Whimsical Geometrician Poem by Hiroshi Satow
Whimsical Geometrician
The sunlight is a whimsical geometrician.
On a fine morning only,
She visits me;
In the afternoon,
She draws squares
On the floor of my room;
At dust she erases it
Without me noticing it,
With me dreaming of its warmth
In the middle of the night.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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