<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366751" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Tortoise In Keystone Heights</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I knew, it was raining. <br>Winter in decline. I was tired. <br>You in your soaked shirt diffused <br>into the western sky bulging with clouds, <br>speeding cars a few feet away— <br>why would they not slow down? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though afternoon, a slip of moon <br>busied itself with rising, <br>and it had to mean something. <br>If only the moon were not out. <br>You shoveled the crushed tortoise <br>and her eggs off the highway into the dirt. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those soft, white eggs. <br>This is how I love you: <br>drenched with Florida rain <br>and looking like hell, <br>Florida itself a hell, <br>the moonlit rain a rain of fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Deborah+Ager">Deborah Ager</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366751" data-title="The Tortoise In Keystone Heights de Deborah Ager" data-description="When I knew, it was raining. Winter in decline. I was tired. You in your soaked shirt diffused into the western sky bulging with clouds, speeding cars a few feet away— why would they not slow down? Though afternoon, a slip of moon busied..."></div> </div> </div>

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