Yes, indeed, there is a clash here, between the sun visible on the car, and the umbrella shaken to dry it after the shower. Maybe Adelaide brutal weather changes?
Guest
17-Nov-2008 01:19
When you read a book,
The simple print connects the story,
Even though the letters will never touch,
And what they say, is spoken only to you,
Never to themselves,
As if they are not only on a different page,
But on the other side of a mirror,
Reflecting something of who you might construed to be,
In some perplexing enigmatic second of time.
