Young Boy

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Published: 26-May-2013

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At evening,
out of the gate of a certain monastery
comes a handsome young boy, going home.

At the end of a day quickly darkening
he throws up a hand-ball,
he throws a hand-ball high up in the sky
and continues playing on his way home.

In the quiet street
both man and trees look drained of colour,
and the sky goes flowing like a dream.
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danny

Nice. I like the poetic symbolism... interpreting the images and guessing what you intend. Like, why are 'man and trees drained of color'? Keep it up.

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