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Free verse № 1250

The Tourist

Member since 2002 · Posted 10 May 2002 · Edited 10 May 2002 · 1 comment

Below the blather of the turning tourists, I drink the murmur above the river, the thin sound around the daughter's water at the chateau Chinonceau, by the crowded lonely crown prince's four-post bed.

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[5] anonymous 13-May-02/1:06 PM Reply
crowded lonely....... nice