Painting the sky dark

Watch the orange of sun set
Behind the V-birds on west.

Paint them out from a light
And bring on eye dark quick.

V-birds come and go a night.
Orange will soon be a black.

West hills will be vanquished
By that overwhelming night.

( Remembering Thomas Hardy’s poem I look Into My Glass)

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