I write at a desk
with a window behind me
When my screen goes dark
it reflects the sky
that spans there
over my shoulder
Where a red-tailed hawk
on air currents glides
circling my login prompt
Chagall 2016
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I write at a desk
with a window behind me
When my screen goes dark
it reflects the sky
that spans there
over my shoulder
Where a red-tailed hawk
on air currents glides
circling my login prompt
Chagall 2016
This sounds like something I would write.
I don’t know if that’s good or bad! 🙂 🙂
Try this one too:
https://carloschagall.com/2014/10/16/a-play-in-two-lights/