Poetry
Before Sunset
Before Sunset At the lip of the evening the day gives up a trembling green, the blue‑shaped cloud quivers – The Thames, in its forgotten silence, rubs a blue‐white hand over the old stone. A
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Hotel Rwanda In Kigali’s blue dusk, where the hills hold their breath, the Hôtel de la Reine—its bronze doors heavy as a relic— stood silent, a fortress of copper and hope, its
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The Terminator – a Machine of Tomorrow, a Silence of Yesterday In the dusk‑tinted glow of a London street, the hum of night‑mail machines once darting between mild fog, a chrome‑clad figure strides—an
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The Dude, the Dunket and the Dust‑bowl of an American Dream In a distant outer‑suburban strip of Nebraska the old composer of expectation – the Dude – sits on a battered arm‑chair, under
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Room In the hush of a living‑room, the light spills softer than a blushing dawn, through drapes that sigh like old trees. A rug of Persian threads, a gentle thrum, holds the noise of mornings
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