Parallel

Poem "Parallel"
Poem “Parallel”

 

Full text version of the poem:

PARALLEL

In passing I see the sunset a lot
or the kind of steep light
right before dusk sets in,
when cosmic rays run
orange
parallel
to the harsh paved roads and
soak the walls of old buildings,
willows, green-sprawling
lawns and parks in gold.

– (c) Anabel Hafstad | 2018 Oslo