<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471607" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Setting Sun</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The horizon bloomed<br>Or languidly toppled<br>Tenderly into a sooty <br>Gelid oil canvass<br>Of ash and blue blood<br>And I fracture my neck<br>Just to wince back<br>In its gloomy eyes<br>And I knew<br>From the brevity<br>Of her stares<br>That she was about <br>To cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The portly blares<br>Of the afternoon haze<br>Rested her florid hand<br>On my coarse face<br>And shifted it<br>In a placid sweep<br>To a stellar gloaming<br>Jumping rooftops<br>And skipping ropes<br>With electric cables; <br>The yellow icy sun<br>Was fringed<br>In a bland condensation<br>Of azure and white<br>And it was<br>A scraped spot<br>Of the subsiding<br>Fire of the day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I looked around<br>Dragging fire<br>Into the sodden<br>Valleys of the lungs; <br>The traffic was<br>In a carousel, <br>The fast-food chain<br>Was a carnival, <br>And no one cared<br>About the modest hope<br>Pleading to be<br>Molested by<br>A utopic vision<br>And I thought<br>What a miserable life<br>It is to be<br>The setting sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</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=471607" data-title="The Setting Sun de Norman Santos" data-description="The horizon bloomed Or languidly toppled Tenderly into a sooty Gelid oil canvass Of ash and blue blood And I fracture my neck Just to wince back In its gloomy eyes And I knew From the brevity Of her stares That she was about To cry. The portly ..."></div> </div> </div>

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