A Refuge

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Poem from one of my older collection called Chaste night in Paris

a refuge

(Unfinished painting) 

 

There`s

a wet bunch of grapes

on the wooden table

without a cloth

and alongside here lies

a dissected trout

and a glass of lemon squash

an old violin

and handwritten poem

on the yellow paper...

 

Suddenly

Someone opens the door

wind catches the poem

and sticks it

                                 on the grapes...

 

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