<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=374863" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What the Last Evening Will Be Like</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You're sitting at a small bay window<br>in an empty café by the sea.<br>It's nightfall, and the owner is locking up,<br>though you're still hunched over the radiator,<br>which is slowly losing warmth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now you're walking down to the shore<br>to watch the last blues fading on the waves.<br>You've lived in small houses, tight spaces—<br>the walls around you kept closing in—<br>but the sea and the sky were also yours.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No one else is around to drink with you<br>from the watery fog, shadowy depths.<br>You're alone with the whirling cosmos.<br>Goodbye, love, far away, in a warm place.<br>Night is endless here, silence infinite.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Hirsch">Edward Hirsch</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=374863" data-title="What the Last Evening Will Be Like de Edward Hirsch" data-description="You're sitting at a small bay window in an empty café by the sea. It's nightfall, and the owner is locking up, though you're still hunched over the radiator, which is slowly losing warmth. Now you're walking down to the shore to watch the last b..."></div> </div> </div>

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