The Carnival

wind
sweeping scraps of the yesterday's carnival

colorful shreds of ribbons,
broken balls, crumpled cartons

snatches of samba,
hot shine of brass, vanished hues of fiesta

violent clangs of tambourines,
shameless trumpets and saxes

rhythmic moves of tan bodies
shedding beads of sweat and viscous fluids

a refreshing breath of the sunset hour
dump aroma of night, blinking eyes of huge stars

wild winter wind
sweeping scraps of the yesterday's carnival


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Pavel Nichkov 2011-07-05


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