Late evening

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The windows shone from the secluded house,
its garden full of scented dog rose hedges –
high up the clouds were covering the edges
of light-blue sky as if they meant with pledges
the night to rouse.
 
The bells of a near church were sounding low,
as if they called from far away a land
and secretly night rose its darkened hand
and waved with stars as if she should command
for time to slow.

 

© Yutka 2021
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