<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428916" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sanary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her little hot room looked over the bay<br>Through a stiff palisade of glinting palms,<br>And there she would lie in the heat of the day,<br>Her dark head resting upon her arms,<br>So quiet, so still, she did not seem<br>To think, to feel, or even to dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shimmering, blinding web of sea<br>Hung from the sky, and the spider sun<br>With busy frightening cruelty<br>Crawled over the sky and spun and spun.<br>She could see it still when she shut her eyes,<br>And the little boats caught in the web like flies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Down below at this idle hour<br>Nobody walked in the dust street;<br>A scent of a dying mimosa flower<br>Lay on the air, but sweet--too sweet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katherine+Mansfield">Katherine Mansfield</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=428916" data-title="Sanary de Katherine Mansfield" data-description="Her little hot room looked over the bay Through a stiff palisade of glinting palms, And there she would lie in the heat of the day, Her dark head resting upon her arms, So quiet, so still, she did not seem To think, to feel, or even to dream. The..."></div> </div> </div>

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