Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Marius Arrives Safely but Tired

My stone house shudders,
Thunders rend the air,  alas!
A guest at midnight. 

(Ed.:  Here the poet is undoubtedly referring to the change of weather which preceded his guest's arrival although the sunset had been beautiful and resulted in several lovely photographs. Or perhaps it isn't the weather to which he is referring?)

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