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After the Dance

We wade though the bright grass
Tired, footsore, happy
Hearing a bird calling by the reeds
Notes curling amongst themselves,
Spinning through the warm air
Distantly, traffic busies itself,
Here, tranquility reigns,
After a full night dancing,
We walk.

Copyright © 2016  Kim Whysall-Hammond

(written after a Ball at Wolfson College, Oxford, hence the photo)

 

Re-blogged from 2016