Pome: There Is A Hush

You can always hear

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Sssssshhh… Pic: Paradisio Publishing

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There Is Hush

there is a hush

you can always hear

it’s in the longgrass

the turn of the barman as he polishes a glass

and

ponders yesterday

the hush is in the gilded cities of the dawn

the hamlets on the horizon of pink dusk

when strolling out for the meadows, heading towards the sun, ribboning up past the trees to where the hush awaits, always