nostalgie

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Nostalgia for summers lost 

August on the wane

fall nibbles at its warmth

 

on the radio a haunting melody

of shipwrecks and disasters

behind me hazy outlines

lazy days of beer and sunshine

faded photos,  faces meld as one

on the outskirts of the city

geometry of campus skyline

impersonal space, hard edges, logic

wipe my mind clean

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“You can’t hide your true colours as you reach the autumn of your life.” True.

“At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.”  ~ Rainer Maria Rilke

Nostalgia

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