Giuliana is a wispy
cloud
Implanted in a deep, translucent sky.
Under her the earth lies freshly plowed;
Light and chill, she rides the cool winds high.
In her there is a free and formless sprite,
Aimless in its voyage through the air;
Nor will it on some mountaintop alight,
At home within the bounds of
everywhere.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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