<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397497" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>After the rain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">After the rain<br>the air is full of swallows<br>swishing up and down<br>hanging in it<br>to catch flying white ants<br>and I see them ascending <br>and descending twittering.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some sit as if strung together<br>right next to each other<br>on the silver lamp post<br>and hordes are invited<br>to the feast of the swallows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Later when I sit in my study<br>there is a bird<br>that that lands on my windowsill<br>that looks like a parrot to me<br>and seeing itself in the window<br>pecks constantly against it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or maybe it’s something else<br>that I take as a parrot<br>and its head is scarlet red<br>up to its neck, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">its eyes wide from each other<br>and its beak is bended<br>and below the red<br>its pitch black<br>and the rest of its body is light green</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I know that it’s too late<br>for the festival of the other birds<br>but maybe it would rather have<br>An apple or two</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and every day<br>I now wait on Polla<br>or whatever its name is<br>to come back<br>to awake me with its knocking<br>and maybe I will catch him<br>but it’s rather much better<br>to be without a cage<br>and never again to be cooped in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</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=397497" data-title="After the rain de Gert Strydom" data-description="After the rain the air is full of swallows swishing up and down hanging in it to catch flying white ants and I see them ascending and descending twittering. Some sit as if strung together right next to each other on the silver lamp post and hord..."></div> </div> </div>

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