<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=577015" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Light Is Going</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The light is going<br>way over the small wood<br>it shrinks from the ploughed<br>gullies and blackbird runs<br>deep between the hawthorn<br>gilding still the leftover<br>harvest straw, the treetops<br>threading the november dusk<br>into stripped and lonely lifelines</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the hill's horizon<br>two lightning blasted trunks<br>await their final rest<br>like an old couple<br>in God's golden funeral parlour<br>only the old railway<br>holds a claim on tomorrow<br>all else is nature's slow sleep<br>turning its nose into the cold<br>pillow of night<br>and the longer stillness<br>which is ours for the watching</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tommy+Stroller">Tommy Stroller</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=577015" data-title="The Light Is Going de Tommy Stroller" data-description="The light is going way over the small wood it shrinks from the ploughed gullies and blackbird runs deep between the hawthorn gilding still the leftover harvest straw, the treetops threading the november dusk into stripped and lonely lifelines On ..."></div> </div> </div>

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