THE QUARREL OF THE CLOUDS
Do you see how the clouds quarrel,
And why?
The defiant earth
Orgasms
In velvet hues.
Immersed in mist,
Embracing itself—
Mountains,
Abysses,
Fertile fields,
Burdened with life…
The clouds quarrel,
Pushing,
Tussling in tufts…
They call the rain
To quench the orgasm
That shakes the earth.
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Author:
Sami Mulaj (
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Comments1
A clever line in the clouds quarreling. Nicely done.
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