Blinded by the Setting Sun


Between trees

beyond tall grass
up above, on a hill –
silent and waiting,
he stalks.

At dusk she climbs
to reach the hilltop;
eyes of a stranger
greet her, he smiles –
no one heard her
screams, as he
savagely, grisly beat her –
raped her –

blinded by the sunlight,
between trees –
she – can’t recall his

Resting on a maple leaf
a robin sings –

as a robin’s wings
beats its’ breast.

Nancy Duci Denofio

  1. Leonard Dabydeen says

    Intensely emotional write. Rich imagery.

  2. Nancy Duci Denofio says

    Thanks Leonard, appreciate the time you have taken to read… I still recall the day I wrote this. Nancy

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