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Crevice Weeds Writings—«waifs of many a wreck»—motley and fragmentary writings—sketchy and faulty—failed, perhaps—unconfined—along the borders, upon the thresholds and into the chinks of literature, «as foam that the sea-winds fret»…

With a Gloaming Wind

Alessandro Zabini





it came with a gloaming wind
which swayed stretched canopies
and spreaded uncold colours in the air

grey and cold and smiling bitterly
it came sailing upon wind waves
while he walked sadly alone

icy and mocking to kill slowly
it came to follow him far and near
something sharp in its face

it came to kill slowly
as it was its fate






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