when the sun sets at

November 15, 2017

when the sun sets at
four thirty-seven in the
afternoon, there is

no escaping the temperature
of loss, longing for the south
.
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Written by yi-ching lin Posted in art, life, personal, poetry, reflections, thoughts, writing Tagged with afternoon, escape, evening, loss, south, southern, sun, sunset, tanka, temperature, waka