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The mist is first to waken,

clings to grass,

and bottom steps

of buildings older than the country.

Sand-coloured sunlight

breaks thinly through long shadows/

Mock-Venetian stone facades resist the shine

but red-brick buildings glow.

Wind blows back and forth

across the quadrangle.

Gray trees mop up the lingering damp.

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John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Sheepshead Review, Poetry Salzburg Review and Hollins Critic. His latest books, “Leaves On Pages” “Memory Outside The Head” and “Guest Of Myself” are available on Amazon. Some of his works are coming up in Ellipsis, Blueline and International Poetry Review.