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Here in Sofia, where traffic
flows too thin to jam,
unwelcome October snowflakes
toy with the city
like apprentice alchemists.
Flat tower blocks roofs
are thin in their cover:
chimney stacks, aerials, logs protrude.
Sloping roofs below shape better,
obliquely white. Cottages,
though few remain, fare better still:
each detail of trellis, porch or tree
magnified by snow, their
blemishes, rust, decay extinguished,
as Mammon coats the eyes, the ears,
of cottagers, tower-dwellers, homeless,
with dreams of cargo,
like Chinese whispers,
and bides his time.
You can read more of his poems at this site: Tangorino
and Under The Dragon's Eye.
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