Poem 176 of 230: THROUGH THE NIGHT - AUTUMN 2001
The Moon’s beam drew-out,
White, a passing curly-cloud
From the inky sky.
(C) David Franks 2003
The Moon’s beam drew-out,
White, a passing curly-cloud
From the inky sky.
(C) David Franks 2003
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| To the south of Manchester on 11/3/2020 |
