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PHOTO: 1904 (many improvements were necessary to show this picture)
The long sobs
Of the violins
Of Autumn
Wound my heart
With a monotonous
Languor.
All choked
And pale, when
The hour chimes,
I remember
Days of old
And I cry
And I'm going
On an ill wind
That carries me
Here and there,
As if a
Dead leaf.
(Autumn Song – Paul Verlaine 1844 - 1896)
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Xguern66 says:
Gorgeous old photo and just love your embellishments. Haven't seen you for a while Rose-Marie.
Oct 13, 2014
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Lori47 says:
Lovely vintage page and very artistic. Great words in your description to make up a beautiful poem! Lovely!
Oct 13, 2014
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Cheryl C says:
Fabulous as always, I love the way you bring the past alive again
Oct 13, 2014
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