Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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Darkness broken belied gloom
hope spoken in a glint of light
lightning flashes illuminated
as day, vineyards to the lake
villages, without electricity
shadows of pitched roofs
open lanes, recorded tight
in my memory, as our train
sped through, tunnels of night.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. January 24, 2015