Ivan Shishkin
Noon. Outskirts
of Moscow, 1869
A
pathway in the rye,
A
forest in the distance,
Above
– the endless sky.
My
idyll of existence.
Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur
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Friday, January 13, 2012
'A Pathway In The Rye'
Margo Roby (Wordgathering) suggested 'painting' a poem about one's personal idyll. This is my attempt.
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