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in fact this poem captures the feeling of a moment very well, in a sparse style that I used to use in my poetry. one of my first poems that I wrote consciously as anything but fun or an exercise (all poems are both, but not solely) touched on a similar moment: Night held lanterns aloft in the fog combing the streets for elusive crows who giggled and hid with the ravens KS On 20/03/2008, Gerald Schwartz <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > Jon- > > guils, > > Time comes > > around again > > for the lighting > > of lamps > > yellow globes > > flush with flame > > from sill > > from fencerow: > > slender shadows > > sway > > in the soughing of > > March, pull > > at April's > > long wick. > >