Gourmand nightA Poem by Latifa![]() oh foul gourmand night, your shades have such an appetite; savagely chewing bites from our hoary moon. oh my bitten moon, you shan't grieve, your pale crescent is our relief with milky beams of yours, you solace the tumultuous roars of an old man's wars. © 2014 LatifaReviews
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