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The Cq'ainthrinqha islands

  • stanislav kostarnov
  • Aug 16, 2020
  • 1 min read

storm

through the grayness of night bring forth day

as a dark stone...

Aaiyrlhurh rock

a shaols of the Qcainthrinqha islands

houses of pale lilac masonary... old

an ancient man

fishing for light blue fish

in the roar of the waves

waiting upon the bay

like lilies flowering before a storm

small boats

The depth

filled with weather like with a hidden wrathe

the air smells of thin smoke and salt

the clouds of the fragrance of autumn

day

suspended on the tendrils of rain

wintry & cold




 
 
 

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