On Paved Roads at Night

On Paved Roads at Night

I’ve heard there’s a placeOvershadowed by treesWhere black water cascades to the seaAnd leaves fall in grace,Catch the light and the breeze:Falling patterns of shadow and green. Here where I sitThe house creaks in the nightAnd lamps shine discordant with light.The night winds don’t fitWith the steel and black tar,Rattling windows left slightly ajar. Katherine …

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