Insomnia. 3. In my enormous city it is — night..., by Elaine Feinstein 3
In my enormous city it is — night, /
as from my sleeping house I go — out, /
and people think perhaps Tm a daughter or wife /
but in my mind ...
Insomnia. 3. In my giant city it is night..., by Ilya Shambat 3
In my giant city it is night. /
From the sleepy home I alight /
People think: Daughter and wife /
And I recall just this: Night.
On my way b...
Night in my own vast town — night..., by Sasha Dugdale Night in my own vast town — night /
I slip the sleeping house — take flight /
Others take me for daughter, bride /
Yet I know only — night. /
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