<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Sun Is Hidden (Terzanelle)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(after Lewis Turco) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun is hidden, huge shadows gather<br>while the wind rocks branches blow the leaves<br>and milling dark clouds draw together</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this is the moment when thunderbolts cleaves<br>when rain drizzles, then pours down steadily<br>while the wind rocks branches blow the leaves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when full of superstition old people speak guardedly<br>of branches of thunder, sheets of blue-white lightning <br>when rain drizzles, then pours down steadily</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the bolts of thunder comes down somewhat frightening<br>when people draw curtains, sit in the semi-darkness, are afraid <br>of branches of thunder, sheets of blue-white lightning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and without power at candlelight the table is laid<br>while the acts of nature, its sheer power we cannot ignore, <br>when people draw curtains, sit in the semi-darkness, are afraid </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and we have experienced this kind of weather sometime before.<br>The sun is hidden, huge shadows gather<br>while the acts of nature, its sheer power we cannot ignore<br>and milling dark clouds draw together.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Reference: 'Terzanelle in Thunderweather' by Lewis Turco.]</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=399744" data-title="The Sun Is Hidden (Terzanelle) de Gert Strydom" data-description="(after Lewis Turco) The sun is hidden, huge shadows gather while the wind rocks branches blow the leaves and milling dark clouds draw together this is the moment when thunderbolts cleaves when rain drizzles, then pours down steadily while the w..."></div> </div> </div>

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