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Jessie Lee's Writings

Poem
Apr.05.2010
Clamour
Expectations I was waiting for rain The days were chilly with fog That crept silent and still along the ground For days it lingered, waiting quietly Weaving downward through winter-bare trees Through dark streets, through high, wind-raped grasses A coaxing lover who leaves as quickly as arrived Then, the rain fell diagonally, a tease of wet drops Trickling...